My friend, author Quentin S Crisp, has an important announcement to make. Dear Readers, My name is Quentin, but please call me Quentin S. Crisp. I have had the privilege of being interviewed on this blog in the past, and now I would like to address you directly. For some time I have been in correspondence and creative collaboration with Justin Isis, guest writer on this blog. A significant overlap in our aesthetic concerns led us to found the dadaoist blogzine, Chômu . Catching the westering rays of that dying blog (which will perhaps rise again), and taking its name therefrom, a new celestial body has appeared in the publishing firmament: Chômu Press.
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Hello, Justin here. If you've been reading this blog for a long time, you're probably familiar with me. Anyway, I'm here to do a bit of self-promotion. First off: Quentin S. Crisp kindly whores out my writing. Next up, be sure to buy Postscripts #17 , which contains my story "The Plot." Or better yet, buy the hardcover version , which is signed by me. Okay, that's all. Wait, I forgot. Keep reading Chomu . Thank you.