We've already established some traditions at Stoneboat, too. They aren't quite like the family traditions passed through the generations at Thanksgiving -- we eat pizza and drink beer* on Thursday evenings instead of eating turkey and drinking cranberry cider -- but they're traditions nonetheless, and they're ours. Readings to celebrate the release of our issues. Exchanging publications with Verse Wisconsin. Haphazardly promoting at our favorite local coffee house, at our favorite local poetry circle, at conferences, at any place where readers, poets, or writers might congregate. Fumbling our way through. Making it up as we go along. Trusting ourselves to do the right thing. I'm confident we will create many more as our little Stoneboat sails forward.
But enough of that maudlin sentimental stuff. It is not my forté. I'll end on this: if you'd like to become a member of the Stoneboat family, it's easy -- just submit** or subscribe. It won't earn you a place on our Christmas Card List, mostly because we don't have one, but it will probably make you feel warm and fuzzy inside nonetheless...
*And, when Rob couldn't find a baby-sitter so we met at his house instead of at the bar, Orange Tangerine Juicy Juice.
** We have increased our word count to 2000 for prose submissions.