Zines and.
I should probably clean up after the Symposium! —Here’s what it looked like when I was setting up. (See? I told you to look for the roses.)
Then they opened the doors to the general zine-reading public. It got crowded fast.
Since I didn’t so much have a table-buddy this year, I didn’t get out on the floor much at all, so I didn’t end up with much except what I traded for from behind the table. —I did nip up at one point to grab a copy of Curse + Berate in 69+ Languages, but I’d promised I’d do so last year, and anyway, curses! And invective. How could one resist?
Also: a how-to zine on resisting armed forces recruiters; Megan’s Whatever Saves Vol. 4: Places; Adriana’s lovely Poe-ä ; No Conversation no. 1; a couple of short stories printed on bookmarks; an untitled, uncredited, crudely cut story about Cowboy Country; and did you know Indy was posting his Ellie Connelly strips to the web? Then why didn’t you tell me?
Only tangentially related, if at all: a terribly complimentary review of the current enterprise has been posted to the Web Fiction Guide. I did not know there was a Web Fiction Guide. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be off to check out the neighbors.
—posted 5920 days ago
