That a writer should page through and support a journal that selects his work for publication (at least the issue in which his poem-prose-think-child appears) might seem self-evident. But lo! How the oft-heard chorus of cricket chatter makes me think otherwise. Are we reading the work of our fellow contributors and helping them (and the journal) spread the word? One must wonder sometimes, especially when we see the Grantlands and the PANKs (recently revived!)–the journals we admire and hope to see around forever–close their doors, call it a day.
The invitees are here and the music is playing. How come no one is dancing?