Don't you think I know which door and what it's for?
Stone Telling has a Patreon! They are hoping to raise pay rates from $5 to $10 a poem (or even $15) and eventually publish chapbooks and/or collections through Stone Bird Press. Pledge different amounts and the editors will send you anything from thanks and pictures of Mippo to gluten-free cookies and sketches-by-prompt. Plus the knowledge that you are helping to fund one of the most wide-ranging, diverse, and deeply felt magazines of original poetry on the internet.
Here's the personal angle: I am invested in their continuance. Since their founding in 2010, Stone Telling has published seven poems of mine, including the one I wrote for Christopher Morcom and Alan Turing:
"Domovoi, I Came Back!" (#1)
"Persephone in Hel" (#3)
"Shnirele, Perele" (#4)
"Graffiti" (#5)
"The Clock House" (#7)
"In the Firebird Museum" (#8)
"A Bulgakov Headache" (#10)
and each time I have never been less than honored by the settings in which my work found itself. I include the issue links because I am hardly the best thing in any of those tables of contents. Alex Dally MacFarlane's "Sung Around Alsar-Scented Fires," for example. Or Dominik Parisien's "In His Eighty-Second Year." Or Shweta Narayan's "Nagapadam," Selkie D'Isa's "Bacab Skerry," or Ursula K. Le Guin's "The Elders at the Falls." Go, read. Check out the rest of the archive. And if you want more like it, drop a dollar or five or twenty in the change jar of the internet and spread the word. A magazine can't run out of its editors' pockets forever. And I would rather like to see this one stick around.
Here's the personal angle: I am invested in their continuance. Since their founding in 2010, Stone Telling has published seven poems of mine, including the one I wrote for Christopher Morcom and Alan Turing:
"Domovoi, I Came Back!" (#1)
"Persephone in Hel" (#3)
"Shnirele, Perele" (#4)
"Graffiti" (#5)
"The Clock House" (#7)
"In the Firebird Museum" (#8)
"A Bulgakov Headache" (#10)
and each time I have never been less than honored by the settings in which my work found itself. I include the issue links because I am hardly the best thing in any of those tables of contents. Alex Dally MacFarlane's "Sung Around Alsar-Scented Fires," for example. Or Dominik Parisien's "In His Eighty-Second Year." Or Shweta Narayan's "Nagapadam," Selkie D'Isa's "Bacab Skerry," or Ursula K. Le Guin's "The Elders at the Falls." Go, read. Check out the rest of the archive. And if you want more like it, drop a dollar or five or twenty in the change jar of the internet and spread the word. A magazine can't run out of its editors' pockets forever. And I would rather like to see this one stick around.
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You could ask if the budget would stretch to something like year-end compilations in e-book form (or at least if Rose and Shweta have any interest in such a thing). Not being affiliated with the magazine in any way other than publication, I have no idea!
I prefer print myself, but nobody else seems to.
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Thank you. I want them to last!