Something to look at

The latest issue of Faraway is now available. thanks and congratulations to all the writers and artists.

These things always seem to take longer than anticipated. A word on the process: Our pet chimp Dimba solicits short stories, poems, and artwork from his cage at the company fortress in Montclair, California.  Accepted pieces are then shipped through a series of tubes to his brother’s underground log cabin in Montpelier, Vermont. His brother uses scotch tape and elbow grease in his spare time to assemble the faraway2various and sundry pieces into something marginally acceptable for mass digestion. Sometimes an ocean liner is hired to ship material to the chimp’s cousin, who lives in a big wooden shoe in Norway and has more and better digital skills.

The first two issues of this publication were profoundly and embarrassingly amateur hour (still, my favorite bit out of everything we’ve done is the first poem from the first issue). With Vol 1, Issue 3 we started working thematically with varying levels of success. E.g., Vol. 1 Iss. 3 featured birds and trees…um…for no particular reason. Volume 2 Issue 1 was broken up by the 4 seasons and had a cool cover. Volume 2 Issue 2 had a victorian theme, complete with fake ads that i think turned out pretty good.

Since Vol. 2 Iss. 2 took a bit of effort we tried to do something simpler with this one: i had always liked the title of the Nine Inch Nails song “The Line Begins to Blur”. what if we used kind of a Mondrian / straight lines theme that gradually became more blurred, curved, etc? It had a certain kind of symbolism and resemblance to daily experiences. Easy!

4 months later the current issue is on your screen.  I think we basically executed this concept, with Sean Wiebe’s last lines of the first half “…a new thought that has been slow in coming” leading to Jeff’s two explosive centerpieces and subsequently more abstract, natural images. This one might have been labored to death, but see what you think.

So, for next time, how about some suggestions for themes? Also- the next batch should plan on submitting their bios in 6 words or less.

Also, for best viewing: download and save, then view as “Two-up Continuous”.

I saw Barack Obama

This isn’t likely to be the best political reporting you’ve ever seen.  But I spent the morning today waiting out on Holt Avenue in Pomona to catch a glimpse of President Obama as his motorcade passed after leaving the Electric Vehicle Testing Center.  I was surrounded by screaming, waving people, and caught up in the moment.  I humbly present to you my YouTube clip.

New Issue of Faraway Now In Print!

For those of you who have been waiting to get your hands on a copy of the latest issue of Faraway, today is the day!  Copies still warm from the presses are now on display at Second Story Books of Claremont, California.  In the coming days there will also be copies in Borders Bookstore in Montclair, California, and in Needlesandpins Records of Pomona.  Now you can read all one hundred splendid pages without burning your retinas off looking at a computer screen.

Allow me also to take this opportunity to plug Second Story Books of Claremont, which has been one of our staunchest supporters.  They’ve got a great selection of new, used, rare, hard-to-find and interesting titles to choose from.  More importantly, they are one of a rare breed of independent bookstores.  If you’re tired of going into Barnes and Nobles and seeing a million copies of the latest James Patterson or Dean Koontz book, stop by Second Story.  More importantly still, the proprietors of Second Story support writers and artists like those who contribute to and publish Faraway.

So stop in to pick up the latest copy of our journal and browse around for a book to read afterwards.  And don’t forget to let us know what you think!

For what it’s worth . . .

I feel morally obligated at this point to first of all encourage everybody who’s registered to go out tomorrow and vote, regardless of who or what you vote for.  The bedrock of a democratic and free society is the ballot box.

Secondly, I’d like to strongly encourage everyone to vote for Barack Obama, as the best option that America has for meeting the challenges of the immediate and distant future.  To quote from the New York Times:

The differences are profound.

Mr. McCain offers more of the Republican every-man-for-himself ideology, now lying in shards on Wall Street and in Americans’ bank accounts. Mr. Obama has another vision of government’s role and responsibilities.

In his convention speech in Denver, Mr. Obama said, “Government cannot solve all our problems, but what it should do is that which we cannot do for ourselves: protect us from harm and provide every child a decent education; keep our water clean and our toys safe; invest in new schools and new roads and new science and technology.”

In every aspect of the candidates’ ideologies, Obama represents more that will benefit the average American; more that will improve the economy; more that will repair our pitiful foreign relations and our standing in the world.

Thirdly, the editors of Faraway also strongly recommend that California voters vote No on Proposition 8.  Proposition 8 is an attempt to segregate and discriminate on the basis of sexual orientation.  It represents a huge step backward for civil rights and for the American concept of equal rights for all.  The government of California and the United States, and the citizens of the same, have no business deciding how people should live out their social and marital lives.  The Constitutions of California and the U.S. are clear that liberty and justice are values to be enjoyed by all, not just some.  This proposed constitutional amendment would fundamentally alter what it means to be American and Californian.  It would mean that we no longer live in a free, equal, and just society, but in a society that is free, equal, and just for some.  We would be living on George Orwell’s Animal Farm, where all people are equal, but some are more equal than others.  Take a long, hard look at what values should be enshrined in political documents as sacred as constitutions, and vote No on Proposition 8.

Marathon and NaNoWriMo

Marathon For the Arts
I just got back from my long run for the week and I am beat!  I ran nine miles in 1:19:37, well below my goal time (1:21:39), most of it along the Pacific Electric Bike Trail.  I also took a detour down Euclid Avenue through Upland, where there is a large, grassy median that would be perfect for running–it if weren’t muddy.  I must say, though, that the cities of Claremont, Ontario, Upland, and any other city involved in the Pacific Electric is really to be commended for seeing that project through.  I wish there were dozens of such trails, unobstructed and set away from cars–but one will have to do for now.  I arrived back from my run utterly famished.  I quickly downed two thick, buttery, syrupy Belgian waffles, followed them with a slice of pizza, four cups of Gatorade, and a tall glass of milk, and I feel like I could eat the same again right about now.  When I stopped at the corner at the end of my run to cool down as I walked back to my house, it felt like I had no legs, which was a strange, worrying sensation.  Next week we’re going up to ten miles.

Read more about the Marathon For the Arts Fundraiser, or click below to donate!
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NaNoWriMo
In other news, National Novel Writing Month approacheth, and there’s been strong interest right here in our own ranks.  NaNoWriMo calls for the writing of 50,000 words, or 175 pages, between November 1 and November 31, which equals about six double-spaced pages a day.  I have it on good authority that our very own Jared Hernandez and Michael Pitassi are biting at the bit to get started.  And who would I be if I let them outdo me?  I don’t know that I can write that much in the time constraints I have, but I’m going to throw my hat in anyways.  Wish us all luck!

a hiking tale from a mediocre hiker

On Wednesday evening, I swore off hiking for good. With a grape-sized blister on the side of my heel accompanied by a long, slender blister running the side of the other foot, I could not picture myself walking another trail.

Hours earlier I had been walking the three and a half foot wide trail of the Devil’s Backbone with a roughly 1,000 foot drop on either side of a very steep slope. My arms and neck were red with the promise of sunburns, my legs were caked with a dark brown layer of dust, and all I could think about were the empty water bottles in my backpack…….and the roughly four miles left on the trail. As I could feel my blisters expanding in my shoes.

At 7:20am Ray, my brother-in-law, and I set out from Manker Flats to climb Mt San Antonio (Mt Baldy) via the Ski Hut Trail located in the Eastern San Gabriel Mountains. I had attempted this route 3 other times, once with Ray, but had been rebuked by the mountain two times by fatigue and once by snow. This time (like every other time) I was certain I would get to the top. As we began, we made only one brief stop at San Antonio Falls for a quick breather and glimpse of a nice waterfall. We continued as the asphalt gave way to the fire road and after no more than 20 minutes after we started we were at the jump off for the Ski Hut/Baldy Bowl Trail.   Continue reading