Hek, I've found her!

I've found the Witch. Whizzing about on her broom, she seemed to have flown into a kink in the space-time fabric and disappeared. Or more simply, I guess witches can disappear. So she did. Then, the other day, I found her. The Witch has simply transmogrified and turned into an ink blot.

I came across Hekate late last year while idly reading through somebody's comment-board. And I soon found myself visiting her blog as often as thrice a day. I enjoyed reading most of her posts. I found myself chuckling while reading her in-your-face and unapologetic observations. (I couldn't laugh out loud - blogging is a strict no-no in the office.) She was promising, this girl.

And then one day, she disappeared. Just like that. Poof. Nothing. No more Hekate. I'd grown to love the girl and her blog. Alog with a whole bunch of talented and verbose bloggers, Hekate simply vanished. I was heartbroken. I attributed it to another case of burn-out. Too many posts and visitors, and you start spending more time defending yourself. I mean, no matter how thick-skinned you are, somebody does get through and you have to respond. I thought the same thing had happened to Hekate. Another casualty of premature and forced fame.

I was pleasantly surprised to find, therefore, the same style of comments and observations on another comment-board a few weeks ago. "What the Hek!" I thought, "Could this be the Witch again?" I followed the link and did a little sniffing around. Yes, the style was vintage Hek, the place was different and the anecdotes were funny, but I couldn't be sure. Finally, I delved into the archives and there I found the same old posts that she had put up just before pulling the disappearing act.

Bloggers don't disappear, I guess. They just publish elsewhere.

Hek - or Inky - whatever you call yourself now, you lovely Witch, welcome back to the Blogsphere.