What Fantazines Are Made Of


I just reread the post I wrote a few years ago about my first 24-Hour Zine Thing experience. I know I already wrote a post about how much I want to participate in that challenge again, but I think it bears repeating, because goddamn, I want a 24HZT again!

Alas, times have changed. I am no longer single. I don’t spend every waking hour locked in a warm shelter room, plastered with posters of my favorite singers and bands. I don’t have an endless amount of free hours to engage in hardcore zine-production followed by hardcore zzz’s production. I am no longer the only person in my life I need to tend to. I already said all of that.

And reading that post, I can’t believe it was actually written by me (except for the roach phobia part. That’s all me. Still so terrified of roaches, I could faint if I see one). I can’t believe I managed to stay up for a straight 24 hours without passing out from exhaustion halfway through. I can’t believe I managed to sleep for a straight 14 hours thereafter, without waking up a single time, not even to pee.

These days, I’m tired all the time. By 11 p.m., I’m out like a light. And despite that, I can never sleep in. Even on weekends when I leave my morning maternal duties to my mom or my husband, I never sleep past 9 a.m. Taking naps in the afternoon is impossible because I have a really hard time falling asleep, and have to get up to pee every five minutes. I roll around in bed and wait for the alarm to go off.

That’s why I participate in other challenges like International Zine Month and ZineWriMo. At least, it satisfies my need to produce kickass zines for a little while, and have a whole month to do it.

I can’t wait for July!

Peace, love and it’s a zine come true!


Messy Faces


As an update to my previous post, I decided to go ahead and start a new Facebook page after all. I said “Fallopian Falafel” page may as well be inactive. “Purple Myrtle Squeegy” might very well be renamed (at least on paper format because Facebook managers are assholes). So the logical step will be to create a page to promote my Etsy shop and reflect all the shit that I produce, sell and trade.

I spent a couple of days uploading a bunch of photos, samples of my zines, flyers, postcards, and colorful piles of art and collages I produced since the onset of my zinesterdom.

I also updated the Facebook page plugin widget on this blog, so you people can “like” it directly from this site. That’s a hint hint, people!

Please like my page and share it on your website/Facebook account/ page/ group/ whatever social media you’re on.

Here’s a little extra: You’re also welcome to post your own page(s) as comments to my posts on my page, and I will like them too. Please and thank you 🙂

So here is the link: http://www.facebook.com/pmsmess

PMS page

Peace, love and zines ist fur alle da!

Renew the Cycle


I’ve been trying to revamp some of my pages and online stuff that promote my zines, namely my perzine’s Facebook page, my Etsy shop, and this blog.


Since I’ve released my recent work, I haven’t updated these pages accordingly due to a variety of reasons – either I was busy working on another zine, or busy raising my daughter, or being held captive by yet another Stephen King book, or just being lazy, tired or in a procrastination mood.

So now that I’ve updated them (check new items on my Etsy shop, and a new page on this blog under the “Zines” tab called “Others/One-Off”) I’ve been thinking about a total overhaul.

First, I don’t want my zine’s Facebook page to be my zine’s Facebook page anymore, but my Etsy Shop’s Facebook page. So I tried to change its name from Purple Myrtle Squeegy to PMS Mess. But of course, keeping with my lack of luck with changing my actual Facebook name, Facebook refused to change my page’s name, too. I tried to appeal stating that PMS is the acronym for Purple Myrtle Squeegy, so it’s basically the same and it’s not misleading or whatever other shit they said. But they responded to the appeal with the exact same response I got the first time around. Idiots.

Then I tried to merge both of my Facebook pages (PMS and Fallopian Falafel) but again to no avail.

Honestly, I think Facebook people must have worked for the Canadian government at some point because changing the name on my Facebook account isn’t any easier than it is to change it on my Canadian passport.

Anyway, I did update some of the info on the page to indicate that this is a page for my Etsy shop so that I could include non-PMS-perzine-related items in there as well (postcards, art, other zines, etc.) reflecting everything that I sell on Etsy. I was also considering starting a whole new page altogether, but I’m not sure about that yet.

While rewriting the “about us” section of my page, I wrote the title “Moon Spawn”. It occurred to me that if I added a P-word at the beginning of this headline, it would also be a PMS acronym. So naturally, I added Purple.

Purple Moon Spawn.

That’s it! That’s totally it! And because I love this headline too much to just leave it as a headline on a page that may not even be active for much longer, I said this should be the new name for my perzine.

Purple Moon Spawn, formerly known as Purple Myrtle Squeegy – A PMS Perzine.

Fuck yeah!

So ever since this new name came to me, I’ve been running high on inspiration, with no time or incentive to actually run with it. Maybe some brainstorming will help, like it did on the first day of ZineWriMo. But again, time is scarce. But damn! I love that name!!

Peace, love and Assfacebook

ZineWriMo Lite 2018 Recap


This recap post came a little late, but no biggie.

I liked ZineWriMo. It’s the first time I do it. And like International Zine Month, I take any opportunity I can get and any excuse I can come up with just to make a zine. Of course, I can make a zine without making up any excuses, but months like International Zine Month and ZineWriMo also give me things that I don’t get during any other month of the year – incentive and inspiration. Seeing posts and accomplishments by other zinesters inspires me to take part in the challenge, however minimal that part is, and no matter how “lite” I make the challenge. Like I said in one of the posts of my pre-motherhood years, I create for the sake of creating.

So here is what I did manage to create this month:

  1. I made mini-zine blanks. I didn’t fill them all, but between now and July, if I feel like making a mini zine, I have blanks already ready.
  2. I connected with a couple of zine makers. Nyx of Sea Green Zines is a zinester I heard lots about but never got a chance to connect with. Nyx wrote the list of ZineWriMo’s prompts I tried to follow, so there was my chance. And like IZM, I connected with of Nina of Echo. It’s always a treat to connect and trade with her.
  3. Mini zines I made: Stream of Consciousness writing, a color zine and a zine-tools zine. I had plans for many others but it didn’t pan out. I still have the zine blanks, so maybe at a later date.
  4. I taught my daughter about zines, more specifically mini zines. I showed her how to make a blank (she’s two years old so she might need a few more lessons to get it right), and I let her scribble with her markers all over the pages. It’s wonderful! A true zinester in the making!
  5. I tried blogging about everything as I went along in my month. And I wrote this wrap-up post, too.
  6. Last but not least – I made a full length zine! The theme is my metalhead life, what I love about metal, my favorite bands, my favorite genres, shows and metal fests I’ve been to, and a bunch of other stuff. I didn’t even write about everything included in my brainstorming of the first day and it still came out a mammoth-size zine, 56 pages, including a comics, a poem, a collage spread over two pages, nice, bulky and text-heavy just the way I like it. Hoping, of course, that you will like it too! It is now in the print shop (sorry I don’t have any scans for you yet, but it’s coming, I promise!) and will be ready for trading starting tomorrow. So hit me up if you’d like to trade some zine awesomeness.

There are some prompts that I found to be so super awesome, but alas, didn’t get a chance to do them during this month. So I’m saving them for later if I manage to find some free time. These are:

  1. A mini zine of snacks of choice
  2. Double-sided mini zine
  3. Read zines: I hope to do that once I get my traded zines
  4. Make a zine about someone awesome in your life: I want to make one about my daughter. Maybe not a mini zine but a second issue of Ima Badass? We’ll see.
  5. Make a zinemaker’s travel kit: I thought this is a wonderful idea, but not relevant to me right now as I never traveled anywhere once I got pregnant, and may never travel anywhere until my daughter is old enough to sit still on the plane. Still a marvelous idea and an excuse to buy myself a new bag or purse, and decorate it with a bunch of pins and patches!

I had a great time with ZineWriMo! Creating for the sake of creating makes life worth living.

Hope to see you all again in July for International Zine Month!

Peace, love and ich schwimme im benZINE!

ZineWriMo: A Little Free


This morning, I decided to digress from my zine-making ritual a little. But that wasn’t sacrilegious as I did it to make more time for actual zine-production. Instead of taking care of things like laundry, cooking and dishes, and start working at 9:15 a.m., I said “fuck laundry, fuck cooking and fuck the dishes,” and started working at 8:30 a.m.

Also, I said “fuck it if I’m late to the office,” and added another 15 minutes to my work on my zine.

However, I still didn’t manage to finish it. So far, I laid out only half of it (and it looks bitchin!). I hope to continue working on it now, while I’m at the office, but I might run into a bunch of interruptions because we have a new client and I need to close a month, and bla bla bla…

I’m thinking, if tomorrow, Friday, my daughter decides to play by herself with the huge pile of new toys she got for her birthday, I might be able to squeeze in a bit of zine-production in between all of my maternal duties (it should be noted that saying “fuck my maternal duties” is not an option, and might actually be sacrilegious), and before Sabbath starts. Ah, the joys of being a zinester mother of a two-year-old.

If it doesn’t work out, it’s ok. I have a few days off work next week for Channukah, while my daughter still has daycare. So I basically have a few full days all to myself (full, that is, until 3:45 p.m. when I need to go pick up my daughter from daycare). Even though it won’t be within the borders of November proper and thus, not a part of ZineWriMo anymore, zine-production has no time limits and no deadlines. So fuck November too. I’ll be zinestering into December and that’s ok.

Besides, zine-production on Channukah should rule! I’ll get powdered sugar and jelly smears all over the pages, and maybe even some colorful candlewax. And my fingers will get all sticky and I’ll try to figure out if it’s from all the jelly or all the glue. Awesome!

Peace, love and since I can’t set my zine free today, I’ll give you a taste. Here’s the cover!


ZineWriMo: Work in Prog Metal


Since I’ve been neglecting all other ZineWriMo prompts for the past few days and working solely on my work-in-progress zine, I’ve been hauling ass. I currently have 44 pages ready to be laid out for the zine, and it shows by my worsening posture and the bruises on my fingers, or what I like to call my zinester wounds.

I have yet to type out one more piece, design my comics section as well as the cover, and see if I’m up for adding a drawing or two (which I don’t think I’m up for – remember, I suck at drawing). So I could very well end up with a 52 or a 56-page zine. Or maybe more, who knows?

I should have known that it would be gigantic. It is about metal, after all. And I seriously can’t say enough about it. I don’t think I even added everything I wrote in my brainstorming list. But what I do have is more than enough, don’t you think?

Here is one thing I didn’t write in the zine: My ringtone is the intro to Deceiver of the Gods, and my daughter, being the cutest little metalhead ever, says “Amonamak” every time it rings! I really should buy her a pint-size Amon Amarth t-shirt. It’s her birthday today. She deserves it.

Peace, love and death metal for life