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Hannah’s thread on putting zines out of print got me thinking about motives and reasoning. That’s a bit of a lie, actually. I’ve been thinking about it for awhile – why do it, what’s the draw, and somesuch.
I got into zine-ing because it looked like a fun creative project. Something I could do at my own pace with tea and a toke. I remember the slightly stoned daydreams about being an underground superstar. Good times… ha.
I get a buzzy head. Unexpressed feelings and ideas sit together in an intangible stew, brewing and steaming, pressure building all the while. Making zines is a way to let the steam out.
Discontinuing an issue – I don’t want to say that’s when I ‘get over it’ or ‘stop feeling it’. It’s not like I’ve made a rash comment in the heat of the moment, then want to take it back. I guess it’s more about being
done with the brewing, being ready to take the stew off the stove.
When I first started making zines, it was mostly for saying things I couldn’t say, for spilling thoughts in my head that were too much to contain. And then I stopped. Four years stopped. Time spent working on the
stuff that I was stuck on; that old reason for cutxpasting simply disappeared.
It’s different now. I’m taking more time to consider what I want to say and how I want to say it. Words and feelings don’t just fall out of my head anymore. Maybe that’s a bit sad, but I think I like it better this way.