So, how's everyone doing? Still alive and kicking, I hope. I was actually searching for one of my old RP's and ended up cruising through this instead, so I thought I'd stop and say Hi. Hi!
With this post of the submission guidelines, submissions are now open. Follow the guidelines like a pirate but the rules are not negotiable. We are willing to publish professionals and amateurs alike, but of course we want solid work with an odd, twisted spirit.
Flash Fiction / Short Short Story
We’re looking for innovative, unique and clever flash fiction or short short stories that are 200 words or less. All the regular rules apply: must be a full story with a beginning, middle and end, character development, setting, character, exposition, climax and resolution. Don’t think it can be done? There are plenty of examples in our issues.
100 words or less that explore modern topics and themes. No special requirements as to form or genre: we examine in turn all work received and accept that which seems best. Avoid excessive and well-worn abstractions, not to mention clichés.
Stylistically distinct while maintaining a clever and warped essence should fill a 2.5” X 3.7” space. Abstract expressionism, impressionistic, photorealistic, almost any approach, will be all considered. Pencil, ink, painting, pastel and photographs welcome. Black and white only please.
Comic Panel / Strips
Funny, odd and twisted single or multiple panel welcome. Keep in mind, there is only a 2.5” X 3.7” space to fill. Black and white only please.
We would love to see nonfiction essays or reviews, approximately 100-200 words in length. Essays can be about anything, as long as they’re clever, interesting and well thought out. Same for reviews, though what we’d really like to see are reviews of things that aren’t well known. If you know an artist that’s not getting enough recognition, please tell us about them! Keep in mind that we’re interested in the harder edge of truth, so keep the fluffy bunnies to yourself and give us the real story behind your thoughts.
So let's see what you've got! We really depend on your submissions to keep us going. Thanks for your help!
If you really, really must be in on the few, sporadic details of my life that I occasionally regurgitate onto the web, email me or IM me and I'll drop you the name of the other journal. Otherwise, thanks for every smile you've given me and be happy and healthy.
“Not now, Patrick dear. Your Auntie Mame’s hung.”
- Auntie Mame, 1958
There is such a thing as too much sparkling white wine. I didn’t believe it last night. But this morning, I firmly believe that you can have too much sparkling white wine.
Happy New Year! I raise a toast to you with a new issue of Don’t Look - something that won’t give you a hang-over.
“Defense Mechanisms” by Linn Næss
“A Song of Waiting” by Lars Riisnaes
“After the Apocalypse” by Mary Lewys
“Beaturtle” by Chris Lewis
“Silent Night” by Laura Austin (cover)
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Please keep distributing the issues.
Hopefully everyone had a wonderful holiday that didn't include too much stress and no major family blow-ups.
I saw this on the flist today and thought it was very nifty. Some of you (especially mathemavixen) might even agree. The P22 Music Text Composition Generator will take a text file that you enter into it and make music to go with it. I have absolutely no idea how it works, but it's fun trying to input different texts and hopefully making a sound that doesn't suck. Here's what I came up with:
Metal should be cold, not body heat warm and slicked down from too(That is, by the way, a very old piece of text that is mine and not yours so kindly don't use it anywhere else. Copyright Laura Austin, blah blah. I'm not entirely sure that I've got any claim on the midi file, though.)
much kissing. Lips shouldn't be near bleeding - sore and swollen and
tearing just around the edges. Just where the metal pierces the
flesh. Tongues shouldn't move like sin dripping down his chin, running
down his neck. And when you think you've found the cure and you
clutch at it, it shouldn't damn well turn and spin and dance away.
Then when it, when he, comes back and licks at the blood-tangy metal
that's somehow still in your lip and slides down your chest and
swallows you whole, what should and shouldn't happen anymore is
irrelevant. It's you and him and it doesn't matter anymore how cold
you were or how hot the metal is.
MIDI file here
Oh One Story. Why do you have to jerk me around so? All I want is to get my two free trial issues, fall in love, and willingly give you my $21 per year. This will not happen if you continue to insist on not sending me my issues. Please, please get your head out of your ass and fulfill your part of the bargain SO THAT I CAN GIVE YOU MONEY.
Tonight is my eldest daughter's first ever band concert. She confided her nervousness to me and I helpfully pointed out that if she made a mistake, she would have an entire band full of people to cover it up. At which point she tells me "But MOM! I'm FIRST CHAIR! I'm not supposed to make mistakes!" Yes, my daughter takes life way too seriously.
However, the urge to procrastinate has hit and I think I'm going to go read Astro City: Confession.
- Current Music:Runrig: Siol Ghoraidh
On the brighter side, we have 8 new fish. No, I didn't buy any. We discovered babies in the filter when changing it this weekend. So I have the little nursery set up and am getting new grasses and stuff for them to hide in once we release them back into the bigger aquarium.