Many, many years ago I was an avid reader and writer of various fiction writing websites. There’s still links to them on this site, which shows a. how long they’ve been around and b. how out of date this site is. Recently I’ve been on a bit of binge, revisiting my past and re-reading these old stories. Which led me to a quest.

I built up a good rapport with several writers. PMs and later emails been traded back and forth, learning a bit more about the world as a young and naive kid. Some folks were on the far side of the world, others 30 miles down the road.

I’ve tried to get in touch with a few of these folks recently and hit the inevitable bit rot that seems to pervade the Internet nowadays. Dead emails, links to profiles on sites that no longer exist. It seems there’s no way to reach some folks.

Sleuthing through LinkedIn, Twitter, every open-source channel I can find has yielded no luck.

I guess, what I’m trying to say is, it’s inherently unverving and disheartening knowing there is someone, somewhere, out there in the world who I will probably never get to talk to again.

But you never know.