She'll probably be best known for her work with Phillyist and Shiny Shiny, or for her award-winning Slouching Towards Bedlam, but I will probably remember her for her copious personal journaling, her terrific insight, and her beautiful nature. There was a hell of a lot we didn't see eye to eye on, but we respected each other as people and decided that what we did agree on was far more important. Mostly we commented on each others' sites and livejournals, although we occasionally emailed and IMed, and she was always a source of interesting reading to start my morning.

I can't tell you much about her, and I've never met her or even talked to her on the phone, so I can't define specifically why I'm so sad that she's gone. My psychologist says I am bad at processing complicated emotions, and I think that even though I feel sad, I'm probably actually just very sorry. I am sorry that our last communication was as much testy and defensive as it was constructive, I'm sorry that I never made it out to Philly to properly meet her, and I'm sorry that the world has one less strong, erudite, and wonderful person in it.