Way back when I had hair, and that hair had actual color, Roger Lathbury, who was then Roger Lewis, was one of my favorite professors. We’ve been in touch on and off over the years. I have no idea, really, why he bothers with me, but for me, his impossibly cool erudition make him something of an ideal reader, and a lot of times when I’m writing, I think of him, as in, what would Roger think?, which can be a powerful means for making the really crappy sentence jump right off the page—and force me to take advantage of that jumping to swat it away.
So imagine my pleasure and surprise… when I opened the paper last week and saw a very nice write up on his press, Orchises. He publishes good stuff, and it’s worth your time.