1. On Wednesday June 4th, 2003, I was offered and accepted
the position of editor of the esteemed and inimitable Grain
Magazine. At exactly the same time, I resigned from
the position of editor of Internet daredevil and CanLit darling,
Forget.
2 On Commercial Drive, the food stuffs collide with the pot
smell and everywhere there is darting. Everywhere there are
kings and salesman and signs backing bids. There are no closed
spaces, no colours too brown to see; there are a million jumping
people, up and down from 18th to Hastings. Closing your eyes
does no good. The sound you hear is Canadian. The faces are
the citizens of home.
3. I am looking for a place in downtown Saskatoon within
sprinting distance of the Bessborough Hotel. In this I require
very little: ceilings from 11-18 feet high, no more than three
doors, and power outlets everywhere. (Because...
Forget is not dead, it comes with me (and M-Do and Sparky
and Miki and Shyla and whoever) and it does not like doors.
However, Forget will no longer be
accepting unsolicited submissions.) Definitely no more
than four doors.
4. At Rocky Point Park the trees and the ice cream shops
throw shadows on the parking lots and bike paths lined with
all the people of the world. But there are few places free
from cars in Vancouver and this is not one of them. Still
you can find some solace in the fact that the people leave
their cars for awhile and skate and walk around. So much water
towers over us all, like the mountains, and we are so splendidly
unaware. Like remembering how beautiful the Canadian flag
truly is, because today you see it fluttering from both sides
of a Pontiac Grand Am just settling now into the last spot
in the last lot at Rocky Point. Be sure that whichever way
the Olympic decision goes this morning, Vancouver will have
more cars and more parking lots. More pavement.
5. For the record: Forget has published approximately
350 pieces by approximately 100 different authors; it is read
in fifteen countries and has a mailing list of approximately
5000 people. For the record since the start I have had five
girlfriends, two broken hearts, been in five weddings, held
ten to fifteen hands and cried at least a dozen times. Probably
more. All of these things, the 350 articles, the five girlfriends,
the 100 authors, the fifteen hands will be hereonline
and in my memory-forever. Or as long as I don't die.
6. I smoked a cigarette on the deck with my laptop and my
imagination racing. It was blue for the sky. It was trees
and the smells of the suburbs and wanting more than anything
to appreciate what I had, the chances I have been given. The
moments that run right by you the fastest are the moments
you should remember and never forget. Sure, I was always doubting
the structure of this deck, this backyard, this memory. But
doubt is part of the revelation too. Doubt is beautiful.
7. Forget will publish special projects from here
on in. It will do so absent any further editorial leadership
from your humble servant. (The best examples of what a special
project might be are a) the book and b) The 31 Days of Kelly
Gruber (Yeah, both will be finished eventually. Yeah.) ).
8. Don't hold your breath. Ever.
9. I have never in my life waved a flag of any sort. Not
once. But Canadian television is fantastic. Man I am so fucking
hooked on Temptation Island, the reruns on the Life Network
(it seems less dirty watching it in rerun). Before that my
father and I watched Mel Brooks's Blazing Saddles. It was
the best Canada Day in years.
10. The one immediate change under way at Grain is
that e-mail shall now and hereon be known as email.
11. It is always coldest near the windows.
12. You should subscribe
to Grain.
13. Thank you.
Kent Bruyneel.
C'mon and kick me.