From 1995 through 1999 Martha Bayne, Anne Bruns, and I published a zine, a “literate companion for churlish girls and rakish women.” We prided ourselves on our high production values and considered editing; and producing each issue, paying for the printing, and getting it distributed to stores was a monumental feat. Now, I suppose, producing a printed zine would be akin to churning one’s own butter. But can posting on a blog ever be as satisfying as cracking open that dense cardboard box just in from the printer? I don’t think it can, at least not for someone old enough to remember when Madonna didn’t shave her armpits.
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