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They are out there. <\/p>\n<p>In this magazine, I want to publish long lost Oregon writing and give it new life. I want to publish daring stories and memoirs. <\/p>\n<p>I would only publish poems about clearcuts if the poet had actually walked through one. The words dappled and glinted would be prohibited. <\/p>\n<p>I want to publish work by incarcerated men and women. I want to publish messages written in driftwood forts (a regular column).<\/p>\n<p>Novels float in and out of my consciousness. I&#8217;ve got ideas for three, one a Western. I am thinking about resurrecting my old teaching novel now that my teaching career is over, obliterated. Writing from a point of obliteration is an interesting perspective, let me assure you.<\/p>\n<p>I recently submitted some work to an Oregon literary review distinguished by its utter lack of grit. <\/p>\n<p>I like writing tales. I just completed a 4000-word tale about a man who transforms into a beaver. 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