|Issue One - Mayumi Oda - Fall 1981|
Over the past year or so, I had self-published three photographic calendars, and was writing a lot of short stories, and sending them out to be rejected.
One day I just decided to go out and follow whatever seemed to be followable; I drove past fields of Pampas Grass and found myself at a horseback riding stable with lots of peacocks. After a nice long ride and a luxuriation in the peacocks, I ended up at Howard Johnson's for clams, and then came home. I was ready, but I didn't know yet what I was ready for.