Well, the everlasting rollercoaster that is my life is at it again. A couple weeks ago, panic stricken over overdue assignments and portfolios, and then relieved when everything got completed. Bummed when my car died, but super excited when I got my new one. And now, we’re at it again – we’re going down the other side of that wooden track. The Gonzo Incendiaries was doing so well… and now? Late articles, none-existent members, people not communicating, web designers who couldn’t give a good God-damn. Where I’ve tried to lay down some law, I’ve been faced with retaliation, anger, and attitude, things that as an editor, student, business person, and socialite, I don’t have time to deal with.

I don’t ask for much, people who have a passion for their craft, and who wish to exhibit there work. I’ve collected a few seriously dedicated people, and a few people who believe me to be a joke.

I’m sending out a call for writers, journalists, or editors; people who believe that they have the skill and the passion to write for an online magazine. I’m looking for people who are willing to add to the energy and ambition of this magazine as opposed to taking away from it. If you read this journal, and if you’re interested in joining me and the other admirable writers of The Gonzo Incendiaries, then please email me at parisianpink@gmail.com or visit [link] for more information.