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Ejo #RIP – End Of An Era

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Hello to my loyal and beloved readers!! I have TWO very exciting announcements to make!!

First very exciting announcement:  Ding dong, the ejo is dead.  I have written my very last ejo, and it was Ejo #176 – A Love Letter To Dubai.  I will continue to write and publish essays every month, but I’m moving my writing to a different platform. How will you even cope?  I’ll tell you how! By subscribing to my new Substack account! I promise that it will always be free for my loyal readers, so please head on over there and sign up, as a favour to me! Of course readers can also continue perusing my essays at my Medium account too. So don’t fret, I’m not leaving you. We’re just evolving. Together.

Second very exciting announcement:  Some of you already know this, but for most of you it’ll be pretty big news.  And if you want to know what that big news is, you’ll have to read Ejo #176 – A Love Letter To Dubai (see what I did there, it’s called clickbait!!!).  Emoji

This literary journey we’ve taken together over the years has been amazing.  You probably don’t realise just how important you’ve all been to my development as a writer, so I want to make sure that you do know just how grateful I am to you.  Thank you so much for reading my indulgent rants every month.  It’s meant the world to me!
Your friend
Chryss
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PS  If you’d like to reminisce about how this all started, here’s a link to EJO #1 for old time’s sake.  Can you believe it was published just over 16 years ago, on 6th November 2008?!

PPS I’m a nostalgic bitch at heart so I’ll continue paying to keep my essays alive on WordPress for a while. If that ever changes, I promise I’ll let you know. ♥

Ejo #111 – No Ejo

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I wasn’t even going to publish an ejo this month because my Mum unexpectedly died a few days ago and I am experiencing tsunami wave after wave of indescribable pain and grief.  I figured, if there was ever a good enough reason to not publish – this was it.  I am absolutely fucking grief stricken.  My heart is shattered into a million pieces and the last thing I feel like doing is publishing my 111th ejo.

But….

My Mum was my biggest fan.  Hands down.  Each and every month she would read my rants and take the time to write back to me and tell me what she liked about what I had written.  And sorry to the rest of you, but my Mum’s opinion was the only one that mattered.

I feel empty now, writing this from my Mum’s study, knowing she isn’t in the other room.  Knowing she won’t ever read it.  Knowing I won’t get a response this time.  But still, I’m doing it for her.  All of my future ejos will be for her.

I love you Mum.

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