Got my contributor copies of the new issue of NINTH LETTER today. I felt lightheaded a little looking at it. It is too nice. It is an object.
I want to paint my apartment those colors with those symbols or something.
As always the issue includes some incredible work, this time by Ron Carlson, Mark Yakich, Arthur Saltzman, Dave King, Tom Whalen, Steve Tomasula, Adam Clay, Mary Biddinger, as well as a bunch of others. Each page of this thing is a work of art. If you've never seen Ninth Letter, it is a production: fully glossy page with weird layouts and beautiful art. Props to 9L especially on this issue bringing in a lot of new names, at least to me.
My story THE GOWN FROM MOTHER'S STOMACH, currently the second story in SCORCH ATLAS, is also in the issue, set on an absolutely perfect image spread by artist Ho-Mui Wong. As Keith Montesano put it to me: "The artwork's sick and distorted and Lynchian and weird and melty and fits perfectly."
I can't stop staring at this magazine, even if I weren't in it. Made me feel good today, a needed blurp among a couple weeks of no sleep. Thanks to Andrew Ervin and Jodee Stanley and the rest of 9L for inclusion in something gorgeous.
They haven't put it up on the web yet but you can subscribe here. I've been a subscriber for the last few years and every issue is a sick sick puppy.