After keeping this publication on life-support for the past half-year, I have come to one of the most difficult decisions in my life: to end Texpatriate.
I started this blog about three years ago, as an exercise-in-futility to keep up with local politics while I was away at college in Boston. As time went on, I started writing better and more-often; and for some reason, people started reading. When I returned to Houston for a lengthy summer after my freshman year, three of my friends and former co-workers from City Hall joined me. All of a sudden, Texpatriate turned into a force to be reckoned with, not only in Houston, but around the state.
I think I first realized everything had changed when representatives of mayoral campaigns began contacting me, asking for our endorsement. Our questionnaires were completed by all the campaigns and, when our endorsements were published, they were spread far and wide by those who received them.
Eventually, I left Boston behind and continued college at UT-Austin. It was at this point that my path began to stray from this publication. I joined the staff of The Daily Texan, and quickly rose up the ranks, first to the editorial board and now as Senior Associate Editor, the second name on the masthead. I concurrently started working in public relations and government affairs in Houston for the Clifford Group, which obviously brought me into a whole new side of municipal politics that sometimes added conflicts of interest into local issues. Some of my colleagues lost interest in local politics, and I really can’t blame them for that.
Three years is a remarkably long time in politics. When I started this publication, no one had heard of Wendy Davis or Ted Cruz. But, more pressing for me, it feels like this blog has been a part of my life for time immemorial.
I wrote the posts of Texpate in my dorm room, in my parents’ house, in bars, in cafeterias, in lecture halls, in friends’ apartments, in hotel rooms, in cafes, in airplanes, in the state capitol and in city hall. I posted content on my phone, at the beach, in the backseat of cars, while hiking, at the pool and — embarrassingly — at parties. I offered Texpatriate’s submissions to the Texas Progressive Alliance roundup on a whole array of Sunday mornings.
This was an integral part of my life, and it is weird to think how I will live without it, even already after six months of minimal updates. Looking toward the future, I likely have two more semesters of undergraduate education, and then will continue onto law school. All this is to say I still have some years before I officially enter the workforce. I might return to blogging, but I don’t want to make a promise about that. What I can promise is that I will be still be quite active in Houston and Texas politics; it just might take on different forms.
So thank you to my family, who got me interested in politics, taught me how to write and even came up with one of the greatest blog names I have ever seen.
Thank you to Andrew, George and Olivia for providing the backbone of this publication for so many years.
Thank you to Sophia and Simone for proving I’m not the youngest person in Houston interested in politics; I definitely learned as much from y’all as y’all did from me.
Thank you to Charles, Neil, Perry, Stace and Wayne for welcoming me into the Houston blogging community. Thank you to Greg for proving friends in blogging can still exist on the other side of the aisle. Thank you to Harold, Karl-Thomas, Ted, Trey and Vince, for welcoming me into the statewide blogging community, particularly at last year’s convention.
Most of all, thank you to you, the reader, for sticking with me through thick and thin for so long. It’s been one of the most preeminent privileges of my life to write this publication precisely because of you. I will always appreciate your support.