subTERRAIN, $?, 8” x 11”, 80 pgs.,

Jan 18, 2017

First of all, this isn’t a zine, it’s a slick literary journal funded by a shit-ton of grants from the Canadian government. It’s booorrrrinnng, in the way every other literary journal is. subTerrain is so tedious it allows me my most base form of judgment on written work: autopilot. My eyes read, but my mind wanders to my to-do list, to bitter reminders of what I’d rather be reading. I just can’t stay present, rereading each paragraph five or so times. But it’s not unique. Every lit journal I’ve ever read is like this. Eventually, some will seem better in comparison, like the more tolerable Top 40 song that comes on at your work. Good god, people. Just write about something you care about and find a way for people to read it. And for me, won’t be in a lit journal.–Craven Rock (subTerrain Magazine, PO Box 3008 Main Post Office, Vancouver, BC V6B 3X5, Canada)