03/25/2025
It was a good run, but it has occurred to me that I possess none of the social skills neccisary to be a publisher. I don’t play well with others - my idea of networking is getting a room full of total strangers to find a common bond in hating me - and failed to build any following. I like making books, and the finished product pleased my aesthetic. It’s been a slow slide to surrender, and today I raise the white flag, officially. This isn’t a funeral; more like a resignation letter, a sign on the door saying “perminantly closed - retired to The Poconos” or divorce papers. It seems only fitting that all of the previous needs to be put in writing.