• Jimmy Barnes is Jewish. I don't understand how he could have taken this long to find out!
• Gordon is alive, emaciated but alive. And snuggled up to my legs for warmth, he seems happy.
• Kenji alarmed by unfamiliar and sudden laptop noises = adorable.
• Busy, active, walking, To Do Lists.
• The concept for my next zine, which will probably remain unpublished ( Read more... )

Too hot, tired, and a bit too frustrated by the debate to analyse a thing right now, even though it's hours and hours later. I might do it tomorrow. God, what a day it's been. I'm getting worn out. I'm getting to where I sort of have nothing left. I dunno how to explain it. I suppose I can't. I started down Panic Alley this evening as the sun was ( Read more... )

I've just read The Long Walk Back to Myself by Jessica Stein, a zine about her 50-mile walk from Brooklyn to the Clearwater Folk Festival. It was a great read and made me think two things:

1. I want to go for a long walk.
2. I want to pull my psych hospital zine out of hiding and get it ship-shape for printing. Never mind that I've finished a whole other ( Read more... )

I'm going to get offline and write postcards to people whose zines I've read lately. Everyone wants feedback and I feel inclined to give it. Yeah.

I'd been waiting and waiting for this humongous zine order I placed with Microcosm to arrive, and there it sat on my doorstep, waiting for me when I got home today. It was so heavy and I've only extracted one of them to read. I'm not gonna bust the lot of them out in a gluttonous fashion. I'm going to be dainty and read them one by one.


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Today we went to a zine exhibition in Emu Plains called Zine Factory. It was a beautiful spring afternoon and there was sun dappling shade on every tree I saw. We saw the requisite number of vintage Valiants, Monaros and Pontiacs (yes, we saw one!) to make our day complete, and we even found an olive green Holden EJ on the way home. OUR CAR! - but ( Read more... )

Today Todd and I went to the Camperdown Bowling Club (lawn bowls, not ten-pin) to attend the book launch for Vanessa Berry's first book, Strawberry Hills Forever.

Vanessa is a zine writer from Sydney whose most recent output - before the book - was her zine, I am a Camera #11. The new book is published by Local Consumption Publications and is an ( Read more... )