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Echo! Echo! #9 is done! Yay. YAY!

This issue of Echo! Echo! is largely about last year. It has stories of learning how to be comfortable alone in crowds. It has stories of what happened on a month-long trip to Manila, my home city: hanging out at my grandma’s house, getting drunk with cousins, visiting old haunts, conversations with taxi drivers and more! Also includes a comic about babies and a story revolving around food and farewells. All covers are blockprinted with blue and red ink on yellow cardstock. It is also hand-numbered for those who care about that sort of thing. Kool beanery!

Echo! Echo! #9 is quarter-sized, 48 pages, fairly text-heavy and can be yours for

$2.00 in Canada
$3.00 Worldwide
or a nice trade (letters/zines/mixtapes/posters/fun things I haven’t thought of)

All prices are postage-paid! You can Paypal me at nerdturd @ gmail. com or send me well-concealed cash and/or stamps. Drop me a message for my address.

LURV <3

After a long year of not making zines, here's a new issue of Echo! Echo! 48 quarter-sized, text-heavy pages filled with old and new writing about: awkward inebriated shenanigans, writing letters, past summertimes, and a trip to the zoo during the winter, among many others!

Echo! Echo! is $2 postage-paid to Canada and USA, $3 International. Or trade for your zine or a mixtape/CD or a fun letter. Paypal or well-concealed cash. Send me a message for my Paypal email / mailing address.

YAY!

when i write letters i can't help but make a giant mess. actually, same goes with any crafting project.

For International Women's Day, I went to see free performances by women of colour at the Ryerson Student Centre. It was a wonderful night, one of the best evenings I had for awhile. I love poetry by women of colour, somehow every word of it speaks to me. Stacey Ann Chin was the last to perform. Her poetry seems to read my mind. Every word of it rang true. By the end of her performance I was in tears. I was so happy. She was incredible.

Kankedort #0 is the start of a new zine series about things I find hard and awkward to talk about. And I thought, what better way to kickstart the awkwardness but through unsent letters? You know, the kinds of letters you compose in your head when you’re angry but scared to tell them, when you just can’t think off anything witty to say, when you just can’t get things off your mind, when you want to say something you should’ve let go a long time ago. That’s what Kankedort #0 is, letters unsent. I write letters to high school friends, college crushes, a homophobe, my grandma, and a few more people. S’very awkward business.