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Anyone who has ever visited my home knows I keep a wide variety of reading materials in every room. Especially notable is the towering, leaning stack of various publications I pile on the back of the toilet. Probably not the best place to store things, for the sake of preservation, but it serves a useful purpose.
Whenever I get a new publication, I add it to the stack. Occasionally the stack will topple over (monk calls this a magalanche!) and reordering occurs in the restacking...and perhaps a little weeding out.
So it was that one day I chanced upon a zine of unknown origin atop the stack. I sat down to read it, and was engrossed in the world of a traveling, organic farming, witty conversation having woman named Amie. And all of her stick-people creations.
Now, I am not sure if I picked this up on a random zine-buying excursion...or maybe long ago. I didn't know if this was one that wormed its way out of my vintage zine collection, or perhaps I picked it up a couple of years ago at the small press conference. Maybe it was one of the lovelies in the surprise package sent to me by friends in New York, or perhaps it was sent in hopeful trade for one of the zines I have long since ceased publishing. There was no date. No context, really, other than the activities of the characters, and no connection to my life, other than absolute fascination.
So, I sent an email to zinestress and asked if there were more. I had issue 2, I think. I wanted to know what became of Amie and her band of random interesting friends. Amie was kind enough to write back, so I sent her some money for all of her back issues, as well as the forthcoming issue 8.
So it is that I now have the complete resale collection. It's really an amazingly simple story, but so wonderful. Amie has a way of picking the most important snippets out of conversations to weave an entire novel out of scant dialog. You really get to know the characters, and to understand their expressions, even though they are stick people. hahaha. She's truly a gifted storytelling, plus...it doesn't hurt that she has led a very interesting and diverse life - working at a carnival and on an organic farm. Living on a boat for awhile. But even still, it's the way she interacts with the people around her in every situation she is in that really makes the story special. You get the feeling that Amie could be the checker at a supermarket and still manage to extract the joy of living from the people she encounters.
It's truly a wonderful read, and I recommend them highly. If you want to order your very own copies of Resale zine, you can email Amie at: handwrittenisbetter at yahoo dot com. She'll give you the scoop on how much and how to get them. :)
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