Am pleased to announce that the first issue of Press 1 is now up — featuring the fantabulous photography of Marisa Dorna-Livet and the mind-blowing poetry/prose of Lydia Cortes, Carol Frith, Stephanie Gray, Bill Kushner, Maurice Oliver, Sean Lovelace, Allan Peterson and Lewis Warsh.
Have to add that I'm particularly proud of the way I got fancy with the Press 1 menu. Probably because it took quite a bit of head-on-the-keyboard banging. It's fancier when you use Explorer (which I —erm— don't). Some DHTML scripts don't work for Firefox. Boo.
And yes, feel free to press that button all you want. Valerie's idea. She mentioned that looking at the button and not being able to press it left her with that dissatisfied sensation of the third kind. Teehee.
We're now accepting submissions for the next issue. Valerie and the others will be the ones reading and making most of the decisions — so, don't be shy.
My first driving poem —
is now up in Rattle 26 online: A Driving Student Adjusts the Seat.
Now that we talk of driving. It seems that some new Italian law actually forbids A to drive her husband's BMW. Something to do with horsepower and A being a newbie driver. This is her excuse, anyway. A would rather dig her own grave with a ratty spoon than drive ever again.
A on cloud 9 on a Saturday morning:
Why? Because she has fulfilled one of her lifetime wants: A was allowed to paint walls with rollers. A now plans to convince the sis-in-law to make her paint the niece's room during her next stay in Manila.