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Editors: @owenwyke.bsky.social & @amygcb.bsky.social
Current issue: https://gonelawn.net/
Gone Lawn Journal
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Not "novellas," though: please don't send us something that deserves to be published independently on its own merit? We're not that sort of mag. We do "short works." (Read our guidelines.)
Thanks!
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or the record, we are opposed to mediocrity and stagnancy in literature. We are not they. They have their castle and their swamp and they defend both with their Academic missiles and their legions of the willing. We do not own a swamp, we own a garden, with strange animals.
I think you can all trust that Gone Lawn will never publish a story containing the sentence, "It beats until the roof talks back in a dry moan." That's what stops us, right there.
Also, WE trust that a human will never consciously think of writing such a sentence and then send it to us.
I would never say he should be drawn and quartered for this. That's something I wouldn't say.
So you know, we treasure videos and other alternative media of a narrative or poetic nature. (No AI.)
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We've a few weeks until #66, for advent of the buck moon. We have to say we're behind but on top. We have a whole Hel-load of maybes. We accepted a couple yestern. Sometimes it takes a certain freak for something to hit us & say "THIS!"
Donate if you can & love the mag. Art in the US is precarious.
It's true, we publish novelettes . . . ! If we like them, of course!
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So you know, we do appreciate the wild and out-there submissions that hardly anyone cares for. We rarely accept them for a variety of "it doesn't work" reasons, but we have published such material and we treasure reading the ones we decline . . .
. . . . so you know.
