Reading back our first editorial note it’d seem nothing has changed. We’re still just as grateful for all the freely-available online works of prose and poetry and feel just as indebted with the literary community at large as to want to give something back. And for the past fifteen months, we like to think that we did, that we gave something back to that same universe of spinning words, emotions, hopes that we’ve been taking from as pseudo-passive readers. But–and of course there are always buts–lately (read, roughly after August ended) we’ve found ourselves drained of the necessary energy to maintain a monthly-issued literary magazine. Our roles as husband and wife and as parents, as well as our daily jobs gnaw a sizeable portion of our twenty-four-hours and we either find ourselves lacking the time to focus on formercactus or–and this might be an even sadder realization–we do salvage a brief window of time to read submissions and keep up with what our past authors have been doing, except by then we are drained of the mental energy required for it. And we don’t want to half-ass this. The people submitting to us don’t deserve less attention than those who submitted before, or than those who submit to other venues. If we’re entrusted with a little, intimate something–say a story, a poem, or a drawing–we have the obligation to do well by it, to promote it with all our might, else it’d be disrespectful. Hence why we came to the, sure, painful decision to not pursue formercactus next year. Because we don’t believe ourselves any longer able to not disrespect a piece of work submitted to us. We believe that if we were to continue doing what we’ve been doing this past couple of months, soon enough we won’t be able to put in the amount of enthusiasm in the picking and promoting a submission that the very submission demands and deserves. And who’s going to explain to the author that we’ve been slagging off? And, more importantly, how are we going to do that? There are no reasonable excuses. We’d rather have a defunct cactus than a sloppy one. So there you have it, our last issue, #14, The Great Farewell. Will there be a Great Hi Again in the future? We can’t say yes. Though we can’t say no, either. For now, this cactus needs to hibernate.
—Lana & Ion*
*Although it’s only signed by the two of us for reasons of continuity between the first editorial and this last one, WM has been a big part of the processes which led to certain thematic and aesthetic choices of the magazine. His is a much shorter, much lighter farewell. He says:
Expected: I’m sad that this experience had to come to an end.
Unexpected: I’m glad that we managed to get crazy with the last issue and include more diverse and intriguing works than before.