An extremely delayed zine
September 2023, May 2024, same shit kinda!!!
An internet pal of mine sent me her zine (hi Jess!) and I became obsessed and wanted to try making one myself. And I did! It was fun!
But printing? Whew. A big ol’ clusterfuck. I tried at-home printing, pricing out two different printing services, and driving to a library in the suburbs because they have color printing. I just couldn’t get it to work and it simply became too stressful for a post-cancer bitch like myself to deal with. And so now you, my dear reader, get to see my first attempt at a zine digitally, almost one year later. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ you’re welcome?
If you know how to make it possible for me to print these without spending $400 for a run, that would be great. Also the margins are wild! I don’t know how that happened and I clearly have much to learn. (Help? But only if you actually know what you’re doing.) I do want to try again and I want it to suck a little less. In the meantime, you can zoom into slightly fuzzy text and ignore the absurd margins:
I hope you’re keeping yourself as sane as possible in these shitass days. If not, might I recommend looking at flowers? Being near water? And other earthly delights?
xox,
Lena
P.S. Recommendation: listen to Sunday’s Poetry Unbound.
P.P.S. I had a whole ‘nother thing written last week but the timing just didn’t feel right so I snatched it back from my scheduled posts the night before it would have sent. I think I did the right thing!