Editor’s Note: Vol. 9, Issue 1

Editor’s Note: Vol. 9, Issue 1

Welcome to our first issue of 2010, and the launch of an upgraded, updated Ideomancer!

We’ve, let’s say, been busy.

It’s been a long time coming and a lot of sweat, but we’ve rebuilt, redesigned, and relaunched the website: as well as the usual fiction, poetry, and non-fiction offerings, there’s now easy access to our Twitter feed and Facebook page, a shoutbox and comments function to let you, the reader, talk back, and a tidier, modernized build. The design credit goes to Erin Hoffman, Associate Editor and our new webmaster, who donated her considerable skill to build us something beautiful. Tip yer hats, folks!

We’re also launching a new feature on the Ideomancer Livejournal Community: Associate Editor Alena McNamara will curate the Ideomancer Atlas of Imagination, a collection of links, bobs, flotsam, and cool stuff we’ve found washed up on the Internet that illumines the geography of the imagination. The Atlas of Imagination will turn a page every Monday and Saturday.

Thanks to the hard design and research work of our poetry editor, Jaime Lee Moyer, we’ve also set up a swag shop at Skreened, which, aside from making tee-shirts, tote bags, mugs, and hoodies, sources from ethical companies, uses green manufacturing processes, and supports projects around the world through Kiva microloans. So: a portion of every purchase from the new Ideomancer Swag Shop finances projects around the world. Another portion helps feed Ideomancer’s authors and poets.

There’s more to come: we have, as they say, Plans (TM) for the next year. But on to the issue!

March’s fiction and poetry explores loss and regrets across time, space, and genre, and in some unexpected ways. LaShawn M. Wanak returns for a second appearance in our pages with “Future Perfect,” a decidedly different take on the question of doing it over again; Nicole J. LeBoeuf’s “The Day the Sidewalks Melted” offers a vivid look at personal apocalypses; and Autumn Christian’s “Sunshine, Sunshine” explores the edges of the things we never even admit are missing in lush, Gothic prose.

Our poets this month — Nebula nominee Rachel Swirsky, Chris Flowers, Liz Bourke, and Shef Reynolds — throw in their own riffs on the questions of loss and regret.

Leah Bobet

Vol. 9 Issue 1
Editor’s Note
“Future Perfect”LaShawn M. Wanak
“Sunshine, Sunshine”Autumn Christian
“The Day the Sidewalks Melted”Nicole J. LeBoeuf
“Mundane”Rachel Swirsky
“Voyager 2, Upon Arrival”Chris Flowers
“Autocannibalism: Not a Love Poem”Liz Bourke
“Lunar Parable”Shef Reynolds
Aliette de Bodard’s Servant of the UnderworldElizabeth Bear
Parsec Ink’s Triangulation: Dark GlassErin Hoffman

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