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Today I looked at distos a lot. There’s this place I sent #32 to, Sweet Candy, and I went to their site and didn’t see it listed, so I was concerned, so I emailed and found out that they had sold out, which is why it wasn’t listed. But I wish I had been contacted for more. I wish someone had noticed it sold out and said, “What a nice zine, I would like the next issue.” However, most zines come out way more infrequently than mine. Mine is extreme-often.

So anyway, I was looking to see if I could find one small enough that I could be noticed and with someone running it who is a lot like me in the likes-department. My main distro Sweet Pea I love very much, and Lisa’s taking down the website for a month to fix it up. She and I have taste in common but some taste not in common. I would love it if I could have a distro that I felt really “gets” me and wanted to stock Inside and in Real Life. Maybe that’s too dreamy to hope for.

I had a furiously angry morning, crazy crazy, dizzy and listing. I found myself saying things to Erik like, “Thank you–you are dismissed.” I couldn’t handle the simplest conversation. I’m not even sure how the day passed. I know we went for a walk, and I made that wonderful lentil-rice dish again.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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