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I see arsonists with business rates etched on the back of empty matchboxes
Being so tired that I passed out on the couch even knowing that dinner was happening in fifteen minutes, I offer two pictures of the day. Spoiler: contains cat.
Part of the former H.P. Hood Plant.
Kitten at home.
You can begin sending your ghost-notes into the dark of The Deadlands—now that we've passed $20K in funding, we have opened to fiction submissions—but please keep sending those eye-stones and carnelian rings as well. For nonfiction, we'll need to reach $23K, and for poetry, we'll need to be fully funded. All the dead want is a little life, and don't we all? Every last offering counts.
Part of the former H.P. Hood Plant.
Kitten at home.
You can begin sending your ghost-notes into the dark of The Deadlands—now that we've passed $20K in funding, we have opened to fiction submissions—but please keep sending those eye-stones and carnelian rings as well. For nonfiction, we'll need to reach $23K, and for poetry, we'll need to be fully funded. All the dead want is a little life, and don't we all? Every last offering counts.
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No, the funding is indeed all or nothing; I think the opening of submissions is for the encouragement of those who have not yet donated.