Editor's Intro for the Month of February---

Before i expire and turn to dust, quietly forgotten by all who once
claimed to love and revere me, i must record this sacred fact: I have
joined the Underground Literary Alliance! It took six months of
dedicated stalking, unhealthy idol-worship and vague threats, but i'm
now an official member of the team. Those of you who know me well
(Julie Ann) understand that i'm as Anti-Joiner as they come, so you
(Julie Ann) might be puzzled by this unexpected turn of events. All i
can say is, literature is my greatest passion (aside from Julie Ann),
and the ULA is doing things for lit that no other (modern) group has
even attempted. I'm proud as hell to be on this team, and i'll put
every ounce of my insane energy towards aiding the cause.









Holy Christ, i already sound like some kind of weirded-out cult
member... (((Shhh!! Must not reveal Secrets.))) Sorry. It's just
that They see EVERYTHING... watching us, even now. Watching,
waiting...looking, with their eyes...THEIR EYES!!!!!!!

More exciting ULA news to come next month...Until then, rest assured
that the highly-skilled rooster-employees of LitVision Press are
working feverishly to prepare Bukowski Never Did This (by Jack
Saunders) for the printer's shack.     

Other News: the LitVision Family (consisting mainly of myself, NYC
writer/psychic Kyler James, and a few goats), would like to erect a
Very Happy Temple of Good Wishes to our fiction editor Ezekiel Iddon
and his lady Nicola. On Valentines Night, they agreed to get
married...which is very exciting...as long as married life doesn't
interfere with his monthly reading of 200 double-sided pages of
questionable prose.

I will now, uh, naturally and willingly plug the latest effort by
LitVision's own Kelly Hallam. Kelly does a great job reading our
poetry submissions each month, devoting her life to the worthy goal of
increasing my fame. She just released the second issue of her
Misanthropists Anonymous e-zine, so click the image below, read it,
and then send her some more submissions.  











Kelly is a great hero of our time. Zeke, on the other hand, is a
tragic figure. He has not released three excellent issues of the
Unholy Biscuit, he's never created a hauntingly brilliant film called
La Cigarette, nor has he interviewed annoyingly famous rocker Henry
Rollins. Perhaps married life will set Zeke straight...

On Valentines Day, i endeavor to worship my ladybelle Julie Ann (see
SHOCKING CANDID PHOTO below), through lavish gifts and coerced
physical contact. I also pause, briefly, in tribute to my dear sainted
mother, who i neglect to call on a faithfully regular basis. And my
two elderly grandmothers, who remember me as a happy child, before i
turned into THIS. Or my dear sister, the homeless and dangerously thin
ex-librarian, now freezing somewhere in Pennsylvania, who i never
donate money to. Or the Skinny Cat--- kidnapped from my bosom by her
true owners and taken to an undisclosed location. Or my Aunt Joanne,
who endures the pain of missing me each and every day. Or my blind
she-cat Casper, my constant childhood companion for 8 years, before i
abandoned her to the raccoon, possum, elk, deer, sloth, and tick-
infested wilds of Connecticut, pretending it was for her own good.















Now, i am finished with this Editor's Intro! Go back to your porn
sites, friends. Oh wait... the February issue. Read it, please, i beg
of you. Not for me, for my children...MY CHILLLLDRRRRENNNN!!! I don't
have children, but read it anyway, for them.

Patrick Simonelli                editor@LitVision.org
LitVision Press


Julie Ann: preparing to box my ears.