"April is the cruelest month, breeding/Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing/Memory and desire, stirring/
Dull roots with spring rain."
—T. S. Eliot, The Wasteland
Another spring is upon us and, like you, we at JMWW have stirred our dull roots. We are growing new tendrils, nuturing them in the hopes the sun will feed them and the wind will fly them like a kite. What am I talking about? Oh yeah. Our print anthology that's coming later this year. I know, I know—we've got it backwards. Most print journals are proud to announce their online presence, their new accessibility. Well we, Luddites that we are, are announcing our print presence. We've always felt the need for greater weight, greater depth here at the journal, and what better way than 50-lb paper stock?
So about the anthology. It doesn't have a title, a page count, a print run, or a print date. We'll still collecting our "best of" stories, poems, essays, and art that we've featured the past two years to include (and we're also considering any submissions that arrive to us before May 20, 2006). So tell us that you'll purchase one when it's out. Tell us, from past issues, what you want to see in it. Submit to us some stuff of yours to print. Okay?
Okay. Congratulations are forthcoming to Michael Hartford ("Ichthyology," Winter 2005), Kirsten Noelle Hubbard ("White Out," Winter 2005), and Penelope Horn ("Deep Tissue," Fall 2005). We nominated their stories for the storysouth Millions Writers Award. Although they did not win, we believe this is a reflection on the storysouth judges and not us. Please read them anyway, if you haven't already. They desire to be read and discussed. At the very least, they'll be in the anthology. Sorry, guys.
Okay. The Spring 2006 issue. Looks good, huh? Many thanks for Baltimore's own hon, author Rafael Alvarez, for supplying this issue's High Five. We also extend thanks to all our contributors—this issue is brisk, baby. If you're not moved by the work in this issue, then you're simply not alive.
Jen Michalski, Editor