Zines are easier and cheaper to produce. They are shorter than paperbacks. For people like me who don't have patience for editing and layouting long manuscripts, zines are perfect. You'll also have the freedom to turn a zine into whatever concept you want. Poetry? Comics? Essays? Combination? All are allowed. Zines do not have rules in general. The main purpose is to spread information using affordable and accessible methods. It's freedom in publishing. Freedom in expression.
Why Poetry?
My zine got some essays on it but mostly poetry. For me, a poem is where a writer can express herself with complete freedom. Grammar, style, punctuation...nothing controls and limit poetry. It's artistic license in one of its most powerful state. You can hide secrets with words. Can be flowery but at the same time dark. No rules, no standards. As long as you'll have readers who will gain something out of your poems, goal is achieve.
Why the title?
I'm never good at summarizing. For novels, I rarely plot events. When I write, the words are just there, waiting to be transcribed. No need to think and plan ahead. I shall try my best to summarize this by saying this is a zine for those who've felt lost, brokenness, temptation, and the searing coldness of being the only one who was left behind.
Inspired by Spring Day by BTS,
title was formed. Where It Is Always Winter showcase how brokenness, lost, fear, hatred, anger, sadness are necessary to learn how to survive and then eventually live this one chance to a life we all have. Negative as they are, they are feelings, emotions, that can also bring up positive ones. Hope, independence, love to oneself, promises, loyalty, passion in my case work hand in hand with the aforementioned negative ones.
Like darkness and light, they are unable to exist without the other.
My main purpose of publishing a zine isn't for income generation. I have no plans to turn writing as a main source of income. Writing is something I love. An outlet when things get too much. I published for the first time to inspire and help people like me.
People who are in love with the rain but saddened by the fact that rain can be cruel to others.
People who were broken not once but multiple times, and yet, still functional because they could clearly understand why survival is different from living. Consciously or not, we are saving ourselves.
People with too much anger and hatred on their hearts, and yet, they are epitome of kindness and love.
This is your life.
If breathing is hard, learn how to survive first.
On days where you're just waking up each day to survive, life won't be easy. After all, you're just hanging, barely. But the important thing is you haven't given up. This is survival.
Living your life is a different matter.
It took a long time for me to collect my scattered pieces, but once I did, I craved for more. I craved for freedom and magic to return. Slowly, they did. Still ain't complete to this day but I'm getting there while learning more truths, some harsh, others gentle, about this world.
Life taught me you don't need to be at the center to live. You can be like me, living on the sidelines.
The silent assassin masking herself as a harmless commoner.
A camouflaged being waiting to fool its prey into a trap.
A girl writing mostly fictional stories. Words forming worlds, events, characters which ain't real but the way these fictional realms can make us feel...
When you cried ugly while (and after) Iron Man is dying..
When you laughed when Chihiro slides down the stairs running...
When you have mixed-emotions when Celaena Sardothien finally went back to her kingdom, her home. A kingdom whose trust is gained by blood, passion, and sacrifice...
These emotions ARE REAL.
And where did they come from? What triggered these feelings?
Fiction. Imagination.
Magic.
This is the reality in fiction, my friend. My most effective cure against hopelessness. Against insanity.
I am where it is always winter. I don't know where you are but wherever we might be, we can save ourselves. Heal these broken parts.
Most of all,
We can wear the scars and still live our lives despite of the permanent wounds.
All we need is to BELIEVE.
Hope to see you on Komura this September 21...friend, stranger, curious folk. If you think you'll like my zine, then buy a copy :)
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