after several hectic weeks, ranging from office break-ins and server collapses to possum infestations
and the perfection of home-made tofurkey recipes, the dust has finally settled, gps co-ordinates have
been plotted, the sci-fi show fringe has returned from hiatus, we've finished binge viewing the bad girls
club, and now (ta-da!) starship mythium is once again on course.
this is where james t. kirk points abstractly in front of him and says with
machismo'd charm "take us... somewhere in that direction."
- the gps lady throws a fit, ordering chekov to "bust a legal U" the first chance he gets.
and though we (as creatives in general and specifically as editors) make a living giving in to
flights of fancy, this is indeed our labor of love... a very serious endeavor. we strive to continually
out-do our previous issue, bringing the best creative effort our contributors have to offer.
our goal is for this to be a labor of love for everybody. we're idealists who work hard to bring
daydreams into fruition. we do so for the benefit of the creatives entrusting us with their craft
(and also because we just love reading great literature!)
the carnival cruise has just turned into a hijacking. forgive us, we are literary pirates; you shouldn't
have been blinging your precious, shiny manuscripts so openly. (all your base ares belong to us!)
mythium issue #3 has just entered warp speed...
next stop, wait... is that a tribble?!?!
- hang on!
