October is officially here (we know because there’s snow) and that means we’re ready to let you know about our September Patreon contest.
The September contest was inspired by our new logos and required participants to include the following quote from Robert Kroetsch’s novel What the Crow Said:
“And that was the first time the crow spoke… ‘you don’t know your ass from your elbow…’ After that, there was no keeping it quiet” (64).
If you aren’t in the know, we run a monthly flash writing contest for our donors, and then post the winning entries on our blog! Stay tuned for the winning entry– we will be posting it tomorrow! If think these contests are cool and you want to participate, then all you have to do it head over to our Patreon page and sign up to donate $2/ month and you’ll have immediate access to our latest contest (as well as early access to our On Editing blog series and previews for antilang. and soundbite).
Hello! We believe in celebrating women every day, so obviously we’re celebrating international women’s day!
Specifically, we want to take today to thank all the women who have helped us get started–those women who share our vision for a new system of CanLit that celebrates minorities and emerging artists. Thank you. Thank you for talking to us and hearing our ideas. Thank you for encouraging us to take the risk. Thank you for being literal beacons in this system that can be discouraging and disheartening–you are the reason we persist and the reason we keep trying. Thank you for being our friends and allies and mentors. And thank you for trusting us with your work.
We wouldn’t exist as a magazine (or as editors or maybe even as writers) without all the amazing women who helped us get here. (Yes, that sounds cliched, but there aren’t enough cliches about women that cast us in good light, so we figure it can stay.)
And here’s a picture of the Queen Bee who took up residence in our yard last summer, because women and bees and why not? (Fun fact: bumblebees hibernate underground during the winter, and sometimes you lift a concrete slab to try to rearrange your yard and then whoops- there’s a hive! and the bees mark you as dangerous and follow you around for days until they decide you are not going to harm them even though both your parents tried to relocate their nest on separate occasions.)