Hello, hello PRL readers! It’s Roy again (thanks to Max for the interim fill-in), and I’m here to present the re-run of Volume I. Over the next couple of months, I’ll release the downloadable PDF version of all 12 issues of Volume I, complete with original artwork and all-new content from PRL Contributors. We’ll start tomorrow night with Issue 1, when the man of It Exists was relaxing in a canoe, Maria of Made in America was making cryptic moves, Stone Hand was coming to life from stone, and Emma (or the Artist) was building a house of sticks. Come back with us to the start of it all, but this time it’s digitally remastered with surround sound, HD 3D and all that jazz (well the print version of that, anyway). All of the archives have disappeared along the top because we want to you follow along with re-issue; but the links to the archives are still available through old posts.
While I’ve been gone, I’ve been slow-building the PRL website. It’s mostly done, but we’ll debut that this summer. I’m a very sentimental guy, I can’t imagine not posting here anymore so I’ll use the excuse that the website is still under construction so that I can publish posts here for a few more months. But the new site will hopefully organize things better and give an even better sense of the worlds we are building here with the PRL Serials. And you can be apart of it too, just email the editor (rdc2104@gmail.com) and make magic with us here at the PRL.
It’s almost Valentine’s Day, the day to appreciate the one(s) you love. It can be a very materialistic holiday, a reason to spend a lot of money on flowers that wither away, on chocolates that melt, on cards that fill garbage cans. But the holiday can be more than that, it’s all in what you make it. As a poet, I’ve written my share of poems about love, about feelings both requited and unacknowledged, and I’ll share some here over the course of the week. We don’t have any Valentine’s Specials, sadly, but we’ll have something for you to culminate this Saturday when yours truly presents the Love Manifesto, a one-shot about perils and some triumphs in love. Maybe I’ve had a recent experience with love and maybe I was scorned and need the safe space to vent; but I won’t dump on your holiday, I’ve got nothing but happy endings in mind.
We’ll see you here tomorrow night for Issue 1. I’ll leave you with a simple poem about infatuation called
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