We're seeing the porchlight with Wrong Tree #1. Just a couple more turns and we're there. It would have been ideal to have birthed this thing in the first week of the December, but everyone involved with this (all three of us, hey Jarrid, hey Ralph) have worked and had fun and worked some more as often and as hard as we can.
And I should say that many of the writers for this first issue have worked just as hard. Many were asked to submit their work and took the time to pen material just for this journal. We couldn't be happier or more humbled to have worked with these individuals, and those who had pieces picked up by us through open submission.
The excitement is strong in me. Vibrant. Real. Tangible.
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Tangible, eh?
ReplyDeleteVery cool, Shel, can't wait to hold a copy.
ReplyDeleteHa, Beckie sounds funny.
Looking forward to it.
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