Well, it's the week of Mike's birthday in the month of Ad Hominem's birthday, so the time's ripe for reflecting. Twenty-five days old and we're not doing too bad. We've been blessed with poems from Andrew McFadyen-Ketchum, Jeanne Larsen, and Brittany Mason, not to mention a short story by Eleanor Levine, all of whom are artists that have been through their knocks and have much more prestigious necks of the woods in which to showcase their work. We are humbled and grateful!
And then, of course, there's Paul Curreri. If you can imagine picking your favorite song on the radio and e-mailing someone saying, "Hey, wanna chat?" only to have them actually write back, well, it's almost surreal now that I think of it.
And we're just getting started. Michael Keenan will grace us with his poem, "The First Autumn" this Wednesday, closing out October and making one helluva opening month. So thanks to all of you for your support, for your likes/diggs/reddits etc, for putting up with my constant facebook updates, and, well, for being you. There are simply too many wonderful artists out there that simply don't get enough attention, and for our small part, we'll do what we can to keep the word out and alive.
And then, of course, there's Paul Curreri. If you can imagine picking your favorite song on the radio and e-mailing someone saying, "Hey, wanna chat?" only to have them actually write back, well, it's almost surreal now that I think of it.
And we're just getting started. Michael Keenan will grace us with his poem, "The First Autumn" this Wednesday, closing out October and making one helluva opening month. So thanks to all of you for your support, for your likes/diggs/reddits etc, for putting up with my constant facebook updates, and, well, for being you. There are simply too many wonderful artists out there that simply don't get enough attention, and for our small part, we'll do what we can to keep the word out and alive.