This month marks five and a half years since I started Independent Clauses. I started it under a different name, but it’s always been the same organization. Five and a half years is a long, long time. In fact, the only thing in my life that has lasted longer than the magazine is my family.
To drive that point home: Independent Clauses has outlived three girlfriends and one best friend. I’ve lived in three different cities; I’ve been in four separate bands. Our new address in August will be the fourth one for Independent Clauses. I am a drastically different person than I was when I started the magazine. Part of that comes from the natural maturation of five and a half years, while the magazine is directly responsible for part.
The magazine has matured as well. IC started out as a one-man job with erratic postings on a free website (vrcnet.tripod.com). Now it’s a multi-person web magazine. The magazine has had four different designs, and we’re working on the fifth now. We’ve had 30+ staff members. We’ve outlived half the bands that we’ve covered in the magazine.
We’ve gone from zero to an average of 28,000 hits a month. Our biggest month ever had nearly twice that, at 52,000 hits.
I’ve typed the words “Independent Clauses” into my computer so many times that an automatic finisher pops up whenever I type the letters “inde.” Even my computer realizes that I’m obsessed.
We’ve accomplished everything I could think of accomplishing when we started out. It’s been an amazing five and a half years.
And at the end of that five and a half years, I am exhausted. I have worn myself to the bone with school and work and Independent Clauses. It’s gotten to the point where I wonder if shutting IC down would be a good idea. Don’t panic – the magazine isn’t closing. I am addressing the problem, though.
I am taking a three-month hiatus. Once this edition goes up, all e-mail sent to Stephen@independentclauses.com will be read and responded to by Senior Editor Scott Landis. He will be in complete control for the June, July and August editions. I will be taking a long-needed and much-anticipated break from everything work-related.
When I come back in the fall, we’ll address where the magazine is, where it needs to be, and what needs to happen with it. But I need to get into a sane state of mind first.
I thank all of you who read this magazine for the support you’ve given us over the many years we’ve been doing this. Your correspondence is a joy to me. I thank all the wonderful people I have befriended, whether they be on staff, infrequent contributors or just people I’ve run into and cultivated friendships with. My interactions with you have been the sustaining fuel when times got tough.
Finally, thanks also to all the bands that sent us music to review. We wouldn’t exist without you.
The magazine is in a great place as I go on my hiatus – the staff is passionate, the name is ringing more and more bells with people, the bands believe in us, and we’re excited about the future of the magazine. We is the collective we – right now I’m just toast. So thanks again, so very much. Keep reading while I’m gone.
It’s time to go rest.