Your Editor Has Issues, Part 4
in which she emerges from wintering long enough to share a few notes on the issue, the blog, the contest and the weather.
Well, after spending the last two editorials talking up the biweekly guest blog series, I'm very happy to announce that it was finally launched last week, and the first post, "My Haunted Heart" by Denise Falcone, can be found there for your reading pleasure this Valentine's week. A new guest post will appear in another two weeks.
Another topic of past editorials, the poetry contest, was scheduled to close today, but just for the sake of any procrastinators out there (because, believe me, I empathize) we are extending the deadline for five more days, and the new deadline is February 20.
We will be publishing the 10 finalists in the Spring issue, and all entrants will be notified of the status of their entries within the next two to three months.
Meanwhile, hope you enjoy the new issue. Our cover features a cool piece by multimedia artist Lindsey Bucklew, whose work also appears as the new background for the blog. Two more pieces of her work are featured within the issue, as well as a photograph by Sara Kirschenbaum. And if you're like me and love the frosty winter background, that's thanks again to our awesome web guru.
I wish I could find a tangent to dive off into here, but over the past week I have been feeling a distinctively wintry sort of taciturn — in the same way that those from snowy climates are often characterized, and if there's any truth behind those caricatures, then I can understand why. (I live outside of Washington, D.C., and Washingtonians get a lot of ribbing for our perpetual bafflement with snowfall, but what we have on the ground now is Vermont kind of snow, people.)
The snow is beautiful, though. It makes you want to spend a lot of time just sitting around with a hot beverage and musing, doesn't it? Or maybe curled up by the computer reading poems and stories, stealing an occasional glance from the window at the snow queen you built and wondering how long she intends to stay?
So I'll end with an invitation to share some winter contemplation. Bon Hiver.
JEK
