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Thank you for the opportunity to read your work. Thanks to all the folks engaging in conversation, checking out our website, and hitting us up on other outlets. You rock!

If you’re waiting to hear from us regarding a submission, please hang tight while we are working through our readings, and piling our stones.

If you have something that you’d like to submit, we would love to read it during our next submission period, and hope you’ll consider us. No matter what, keep writing, keep working, and we’ll do the same. Kill it. That pen is a weapon.

We hope you’re gearing up for an exciting summer. It’s hot as hell in Tucson, and we are fired up about the July release of our first publication, As Close As You’ll Ever Be, written by Seamus Scanlon. Get ready to read. 

We hope you’ll join us at a literary event, and/or grab a beer with us. Stay tuned. In the meantime, if you’d like to tell us a fart joke, or drop us a line, we’re very open to that. 

Creep On Creepin On

Try This Most Useful Mayonnaise

The American Weekly is a defunct magazine apparently known for low quality paper and cheesy advertising. Perhaps presumptuous titles are good for business (Hello, Bank of America) because this little rag operated for a whopping 70 years, between 1896-1966.

During that time, they published some flat comics and lame coupon ads. We know this because a local bookstore had the fortune of preserving material from this magazine and reselling it to suckers like us. We’ve pasted one picture from 1927 for your viewing and WTF pleasure:                                 

                                     “Savory – mild

                                     Spicy or bland

                                     as you prefer”

“Enjoy the trill that comes when that hard-to-please man says ‘There’s some taste to this’. You’ll find the whole family endorsing your favorite salads, sandwiches, and cold pick-ups if you will merely change the dressing.

Taste is what tells, and Durkee’s Salad Dressing has in it that ‘something’ that adds a savory charm to even the simplest food.

Housewives everywhere, for more than sixty years have known Durkee’s Salad Dressing as the most useful mayonnaise because it suits every taste, is easily modified if preferred milder, and it keeps indefinitely in summer or winter.

Telephone your grocer to send a bottle of Durkee’s Salad Dressing with your next order, try it with one of the recipes below, or with one of your own and note the difference in taste.

We’ll gladly send you a sample bottle, containing enough dressing for four portions of salad, if you will use the coupon below.”


Durkee did not go the way of the Dodo bird, so if you’d like to buy this sustainable dressing, you should know gift wrap is available. But you’d be better off with a book from 1927. Why 1927? Well, dammit, why not 1927.  A year, as good as any other. 

  • To The Light House by Virginia Wolf, 1927
  • Home to Harlem by Claude McKay, 1927
  • Oil! by Upton Sinclair, 1927
  • Men Without Women by Ernest Hemingway, 1927
  • We by Charles A. Lindbergh, 1927
  • Amerika by Franz Kafka, 1927 (unfinished novel, published and titled by Max Brod)
  • La Confusion Des Sentiments by Stefan Zweig, 1927
  • Fine Clothes To The Jew by Langston Hughes, 1927


We’ve got people. People that work three jobs, think on the toilet, and if the choice is between writing or eating, we’re writing. We’ve got people that like words and it better be a good story. Publishing or whatever the hell your lousy piece of the pie looks like doesn’t matter much among our people, so long as the content is damn interesting. The media is filling our eyeballs with wars on Amazon, print versus electronic content, self-published authors versus legacy authors, and the dominance of the big publishers or their fading clout. This shit is BIG news, and we’re happy to hash out our opinions on these matters (just ask us), which we have an openly vested interest in, but like we said, this shit is BIG news, and we’re a SMALL duck. We’re proud of it.  Our ear is on the ground. Our people are wearing the hell out of their shoes, and you’ve probably never heard of us or them, but they are writing some badass shit, and we are going to publish it and get it out there. So when someone said, “Cairn Press?” we said, “You bet”.  Hang tight while we are piling our stones…