Call for Submissions: Strange and Beautiful

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Do you identify as queer or trans in some way shape or form? Do you make art of some kind? Most importantly, do you love Halloween? Then I want your submissions!

Give me your comics about sapphic witches, your short stories about genderfluid ghosts, your poetry about the full moon or true stories about adventures with talking boards. I want this zine to highlight artwork of LGBTQIA persons and celebrate the awesomeness of Halloween! You are more than welcome to use a pen name and I will gladly accept work that you already have.

All contributors will get a copy!

Email submissions to elliottjunkyard(@)gmail.com // deadline October 15th.

Call for Submissions: Crown, Leg, Tooth

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I’m always looking for poetry about staplers for our zine Crown, Leg, Tooth.

Folks can reach me at denveravepress@gmail.com or

Denver Avenue Press
1319 se MLK Blvd
Suite 214
Portland, OR 97214

Anybody whose poem we use will get twenty copies of C,L,T as a thank you.

Call for Calls for Submissions: Spread the Word About Your Zine!

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Share your call for submissions, announce your newest zine, let people know you are crowdfunding… If you have an announcement to make that has to do with zines, do it here! Sea Green Zines wants to be your megaphone. Even better? It’s an automatic shout out on Facebook, Twitter, and Tumblr when you advertise here.

Big fuzzy love hearts to those who have a .jpg call for subs, but all are welcome. Get in touch by emailing theauthor[at]inkyblots.com or comment below.

Guest Zine Review!: Don’t Call Me Cupcake #5 Reviewed by Fishspit

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A Review of “Don’t Call Me Cupcake” #5 by Fishspit

Good golly Miss Molly! Cupcake has done it again! Giving us another fascinating glance into her bazaar persona in “Don’t Call Me Cupcake” #5! Let’s begin with her little ditty “The Night My Heart Broke.” Stories of a person’s dark night of the soul can often result in complete duds . . . boring us with their self-righteousness and self-importance . . . or . . . they can strike awe in our hearts with the unfathomableness of such an experience. From Byron to Beelzebub (as reported in Milton) I have searched out such stories all my life . . . and I’m here to report that Cupcake’s account is one of the finest I have read. From the destitution of her poor little soul, to her stand against her bedevilments (with resulting resilience) this story has got the suss! No candy-ass pussy-footing here! It’s an intense story . . . a tiny holocaust . . . much to be admired that it would be shared.

You will bounce like a ping pong ball through Cupcake’s extreme neuroticism (“the broccoli mountain” and “liar liar”) into her love of writing . . . into her being cheeky enough to let us know what her 30 year old self would tell her 20 year old self . . . then whappo (!) Back to more neuroticism. She’s funny, nihilistic, passionate, and completely cracked. I am not a reviewer . . . nor am I person who would associate with this sort of weirdo (it’s quite obvious that Cupcake is a bluestocking, and I’ve always found this kind of broad insufferable to be around) . . . so! So! When I say this zine is absolutely delightful (and a must read) you can trust me on this. I ain’t shy about telling when a zine is a snoozer

. . . when I tell you all that this zine is the smash . . . it ain’t to be taken lightly.

P.S. I hope that Cupcake will tell us in #6 why the 30 year old Nyx would tell the 20 year old Nyx to not introduce Wanderer (that’s her “bloke” as she calls him) to Facebook.

Call Out for Guest Zine Reviews + Guest Posts

If you’ve just popped in here, I won’t make you read past posts for context.

Wanderer, my husband, went to emergency on Monday and ended up getting surgery for a ruptured and abscessed appendix that night. The next morning, he was in great spirits. He was making great progress already drinking water and juice, and he was talking about getting out early.

Tuesday afternoon, things started taking a turn, and he had to go back on IV fluids. I won’t go into the other details, but they’re not sure what’s wrong, and a second surgery is a very real possibility. He’s in a lot of pain and is exhausted.

I was able to visit him a little earlier today, but this morning was very painful and terrifying for him. He doesn’t like me to sit there when he sleeps, so I respected his wishes and left so he could rest.

While I have the time – at the time I’m writing this – I simply do not have the mind for much of anything, let alone zine reviews. All I can seem to think about or write about is him. He could be in the hospital for weeks.

Here is my call out:

If you have a zine review or would like to write one, I will post it here. It doesn’t matter if you’re reviewing something I’ve already reviewed or if you’ve never reviewed before. I’m flexible with pretty much every aspect. But if you work well with parameters:

*100 – 400+ words
*An image of the zine you’re reviewing (you don’t have to have an image with guest post(s))
*If you want to share a guest post, just make sure it’s zine related. Even if you’re talking about how you found zines.
*Up to five posts, so you can do a multi-part series if you like
*Sign off with your name/pseudonym and any URLs you want to share
*Email the lot to theauthor(at)inkyblots.com
*I make no promises about email response times, but I will do my best

 

**Saturday and Sunday posts were already scheduled, so they will remain the same as always**

**You can still send calls for submissions, but please don’t be disappointed if they are urgent, and I don’t get to them in time.**

Done, Doing, Dreaming – Spring? Is That You?

I had most of this typed up before everything happened with Wanderer, hence any potentially confusing references. Any positive thoughts are appreciated. He’s made it through surgery but is experiencing complications, so it’s a very tense time.

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The weather is ever so slowly improving here, and I am eagerly soaking up whatever sunshine I’m able to. Wanderer and I have been running plenty of errands, too, and I can’t resist showing you some gorgeous street art we happened to pass by.

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How cool of the artist to point out the best spot for photos.

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Done

*I’ve updated the Zine Review Index as well as my Zine Wishlist. A little early (as I usually do it at the end of the month/beginning of the next), but I was in an energetic mood. (SPRING!)
*I’ve also taken a heap of pictures to go with my upcoming post series on zines – from idea to sale. More cleanup in Photoshop to do.

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Doing

A lot of the ‘doing’ stuff is a repeat from last week because Everything that has hit the fan.

*Dear Anonymous 5, DCMC 5, and DAFUQ aren’t listed on Etsy yet, but they will be soon.
*If you hadn’t already heard, We Make Zines – the place for all things zine – is closing down at the end of this month due to a dramatic rise in cost. I’m not able to do much, but if you know about coding and site migration, be sure to stop by this thread and let Quasifesto know that you’re willing to help out.
*I’m doing the maths on the badge machine as I get closer to being able to afford it. At $380AUD, if I sold badges at $2AUD a pop, I’d have to sell 190 badges to break even. Then there’s breaking even on the cost of materials above that. Usually I’m such a dreamer and would just jump in, but I’m getting more cautious these days. Hm.

Dreaming

*This week I’m dreaming up ways to bring in some extra cash here and there. Such is life.

I…

Wanderer has been sick for a while. Just after getting past a massive flu, he started having gut problems, and it’s been a rough path for him from here.

Today we took him to the GP, who sent us to the emergency department. After tests and ruling out other possibilities, we found out that he has a partially ruptured appendix. When that news came, it was all about prepping him to go into the operating theatre as soon as possible.

I’m not allowed to be there when he wakes up. So I’m just home, doing the only thing I know to do at this point – write.

As I have the time now, I’ll say that I might need a few days hiatus. I might not need any. I don’t know. I don’t know how any of all this will work. Wanderer has barely ever been to the doctor since we’ve known each other. This is the first time he’s been to emergency since I’ve known him and the first surgery he’s had since he was a kid. They’re supposed to call when it’s all done to let me know how it went.

I hope that you can bear with me for the time being. It could change nothing here. It could mean silence for a little while. I’ll try not for the latter.

Thank you.