Madrea Marie's Blog (7)

Ok so submissions closed for 1000th Monkey...this issue...can hold on to stuff for next though...
still thinking about my next zine...
Have like...2 pages done..
need to spend some time just typing stuff up...like train of thought...Thats the best stuff...but, eventually....one day! lol :) love live ATHF:)

Submissions Window Closing! April 25!

As many of you out there know, Lynn and I are working on the zine at

Outsider Writer's Collective, www.outsiderwriters.org, called 1000th

Monkey.

We are about to close issue 4 subs to have it out in May, but we wanted

to send out a quick note to remind you to send your materials in case

you have not done so but want to.

We have some good material, enough poetry really, but… Continue

Well yesterday I thought I was gonna be all hard core and go donate some plasma so I could get my second issue of Gestalt and Pepper printed up. The printers I go to charge a booklet fee to scan it all, so I went ahead and scanned all 36 images and put them on a jump drive to bring to them, and save myself the $20 for the booklet fee, figured I could make $25 selling plasma and get at least 10 copies printed. Well to start off, they still had tocharge me the booklet fee, they said because each… Continue

Here are some zine reviews I plan to have in my next zine. I may still edit them or change them around a bit, and I still have more zines to review, so let me know what you think of these so far! Need more, less? do they make you want to order the zines, yes or no or what?





Fed Up Mag #11/Free

Alan Peruse

gerryorchard@iol.ie

www.myspace.com/fedupmag

Another Fed up, whiny zine from the angry Irishman. Alan always says he is fed up, but he keeps on complaining.… Continue

The little girl had just been given a new pair of shoes. Her last pair she had outgrown with holes in the toes. Left alone with her new possession, she had to figure out how to get the plastic string connecting them OFF.

She searched around for something sharp, but those kind of things were kept well out of reach from the children. Unsupervised, she ran around the living quarters, looking for something, finally spotting it on a nearby end table. A shiny red lighter beside a pack of… Continue

He stood back as he watched the flames lick around the windows. They ate up the curtains and went to devouring the window panes. They danced along the porch railing. They twisted and fell, and rose again, hungrily reaching for more. Towards the roof, the sky, the heavens.



Little did he know at the time, it was to be the first of several arson charges.



Instead, it felt cleansing at the time in ways he didn't know how to describe. He was never a man of beauty, but standing… Continue

He wandered thru the wastelands, a ragged form staggering along. However long he had been out here, he did not know. It seemed forever. The need to go on overwhelmed him. His mind thought of nothing else than what lay ahead unseen, his goal, his reason to keep going. He never turned to look behind him. The further he got away from where he had left, the better.

Oh, but the expanse of the land!

It went on and on in every direction he could see.

Barren, except for the occasional… Continue