Farewell To Autumn…

Dear Reader, October has passed away and as November prepares to whip us into shape I am feeling a bit of the old joy for those first crisp days of winter. The days where it’s still too warm for gloves, but still your fingers burn, ever so slightly, from the cold as you rush to your favorite coffee shop eager for the feel of the hot cardboard against your palm. It’s always weird in this in-between time, but still its nice when you stop to take the time and really look at how things are changing and that the changes are some of the most beautiful (except, of course, for spring when that blanket of white gives way to the exhilaration of GRASS!!!) There is a tree by my apartment, I don’t know what kind and really, why should you expect me to 🙂 but anyway, all the leaves…yep, every single one has turned gold. The gold that almost hurts your eyes when you’re looking up at them and the sun is shining directly through them…so fun to be in this in-between place right now.


The Autumn 2011 issue had its first (limited run) and now we wait for the campus busy bodies to get the second printing done so we can get that wave of the magazines out. I thank ALL of our contributors for their patience, believe me, I have been trying to light a fire under the powers that be…but to no avail; things at the University of Wisconsin-Madison sometimes move at their own bewildering pace.

Speaking of things moving — I know you liked that segue — the Winter 2011 issue is currently being put together. We have some more amazing interviews for you (hopefully you are as excited about the INPERSON Nathan Englander exclusive interview as we are! It was an amazing time all-around and I believe that the AEIC will be floating on that particular high for the rest of the academic year :)) and an abundance of prose for you for the holidays. There are short stories aplenty; including some to scare you and some to break your heart…we temper them with some lovely poetry and a few short, almost-but-not-quite flash fiction and an interesting mix of art. Submissions are still open and I encourage you, as always, to submit your work to us. The magazine really is a thing of beauty — and at 80 pages of 8 ½″ x 11″ full-color glossy text and all — quite a bit of substantial literary distraction/entertainment.

So, support us by getting a subscription and support your local library by gifting them a subscription and, while you’re at it, get a beautiful new centerpiece for your coffee table…one that you’ll actually want to read 😉



Until we meet again! I remain, as always, your intrepid (and fearless) leader,
The Editor-in-Chief, Women in REDzine


Hmmn, well I’ve got nothin’ for this title so…

Hello dear readers, it’s another early morning for me here, my headache finally broke around 5 this morning and I got the best sleep ever in the three hours afterward. It’s spring in Wisconsin, the skies are overcast, pregnant with the possibility of rain, and just outside my second floor window are flowering trees filled with tiny birds that chirp, rather than sing…I hated them yesterday while I was in the throes of my migraine, but today, I have the window open and all is right with the world. I’m still here, as you can tell, so either the world’s population is roughly the same, or, I am an ungodly heathen chosen to not be rapture-d away today…either possibility seems probable in this moment. Turns out the AEIC is still with us too, so I’m leaning towards the former…but we’ll see what happens at 6 pm.

But, if we all make it, Women in REDzine is slated to have an amazing year. The wonderful AEIC and I had an incredible interview with poet, Sean Bishop, this past Thursday and I must say that he made me a fan. He is refreshingly honest and cuts through the bullshit with this frankness, which is completely devoid of the pandering, my-work-is-an-ethereal-mystery crap, that so many poets seem to get bogged down in and he does it without cynicism…he is just real, and by the way, he has an amazing laugh that lets you know instantly of his genuine “there-ness” (hole in language again *sigh*) This amazing interview will be in our October (Fall) issue of WIRZ, so mark your calendar, along with an interview by multiple award-winning poet (and prose writer) Ron Wallace; multiple award-winning poet, including the 2010 Felix Pollak Prize in Poetry, Nick Lantz; and the 2005 recipient of the Quercus Review Poetry Series Annual Book Award and the 2011 Felix Pollak Prize in Poetry winner, Jacqueline Jones LaMon. This issue is certain to sell out at $8, so why not get the subscription for $26 (an amazing 4 issues and that saves you $6…then, of course, you’d get the other issues (Winter, Spring and Summer) containing interviews with Patrick Rothfuss, Nathan Englander, Benjamin Percy, Valerie Laken and Steven Amsterdam, just to name a few)

WIRZ will also be out and about this summer, our first stop being The 2011 Summerset Festival of the Arts 2011, on Saturday, July 30th, 2011. Followed by appearances and readings all across the state of Wisconsin, so if you’re a ‘sconnie come on out and see us. We’d love to meet you. The Website, Womeninredzine.com will have an updated calendar so check it regularly, or you can always visit us at Facebook http://www.facebook.com/pages/Women-in-REDzine/206193782727250?sk=wall to stay in touch.

It’s a nice day outside. I think I’ll go enjoy it and do some writing. If today is our/my last on this earth, well it couldn’t have been a nicer day to ride out into that sunset. I hope you use this as an opportunity to carpe the diem and tell the people you love how you feel, forgive the people who need it…even if they don’t deserve it, greet everyone with a smile and a friendly hello and above all, enjoy the life you have now, instead of waiting for everything to be perfect to be happy! We are never promised a “tomorrow,” all we have are but fleeting moments. (Hmmn, I’m going out on such a note of CHEESE right now *sigh* If I get taken, pretend I said something utterly less “old sage” and Yoda-esque and more badass Darth Vader-like…or epic, like, “Release the Kraken!”…but a real Kraken, not some wussified creature that turns to stone when the decapitated head of some half-snake, half-woman, all bad-ass creature—carried by a half-man, half-god, all jackass, man wearing leather diapers—shows up to save the day…bah. I mean, come on, his emergence from the water was more epic than ANYTHING else that happened from that point onwards, but I digress, pretend I said something awesome if I get snatched up to heaven…and why do we have to be naked to go, isn’t that a little awkward for everyone involved…seriously?)

As always, I remain your intrepid (and fearless) leader,
The Editor-in-Chief, Women in REDzine.