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the catmothcrow chronicle, my monthly newsletter zine

the catmothcrow chronicle, my monthly newsletter zine

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catmothcrow chronicle – august 2026


Every month, for over a year now, I’ve written a newsletter-style perzine that I share with subscribers, penpals, and friends. Creating each issue has become one of my favorite monthly rituals, and I’ve expanded the practice into creating a monthly minizine, too. Working on those has honestly been a bit of a mixed bag: at the start of this year, I decided that each monthly mini I wrote would feature a movie review of a flick that I loved as a kid or teen, films due for a rewatch… but that project got really boring really quick. It turns out that I hadn’t rewatched many of the flicks I chose for […]



4 Music Zines Pulled from my Physical Media Collection


So, music zines. Unless you’ve been living under a rock, I’m sure that you have noticed the trend of folks collecting physical media. I’m talking books and dvds and music — we’re fighting back against the idea that we will own nothing in a streaming-filled world. In a time when corporations will alter our favorite books, or disappear whole series with just the click of a button, we are creating our own media libraries impervious to the whims of capital. It’s protection from enshittification. I have been collecting physical media for years and years and years now, ever since I was a kid with a boombox and allowance money to spend […]



It’s International Zine Month and I feel fine


First things first, Zinesommar. Zinesommar!! You know when you and your friends are just shooting the shit and you get an idea and then it grows and grows until it seems like it could never happen? But then, through some sort of magic, it does happen, and you pull it off, and it’s really, really beautiful? That’s what Zinesommar was. Whenever KC Zine Collective hosts an event — whether something relatively small like my monthly Zine Club, or our massive annual festival — I always get butterflies in my stomach leading up to the day of. All the “what ifs” nag my brain and I catastrophize. What if nobody shows up? […]