Editing a magazine is quite hard work. I unexpectedly became an editor quite a while ago now. I started up a Pen Friend club back in the days of letter writing. This came about from when I’d read tarot cards for people who’d kept in touch, and liked to chat about all and everything. My plan being that everyone would write to each other instead of me… I even had high hopes of a kind of romantic dating agency bringing lonely people together. How wrong could you get? Anyway, to go with the pen pal club – ‘Friends are Forever’ I launched a magazine – Pen Friend News. Every member received a copy of this every three months. The content of the magazine was anything from poetry to articles, to jokes sent in by members.
It was surprising how many contributors there were, and new members joining up every week. The club reached over thirty members, each one having a magazine, printed out by me. Some members met up. Romances brewed up a bit, and fizzled a bit. Only thing was, everything that happened led to me getting another letter telling me all about it.
One lady was horrified when a man landed at her cottage for a weekend and promptly plugged his lap top in to her phone connection and spent all weekend on the internet. Another man turned up for a weekend with a lady to tell her he was looking for fun, but he was married. Oh my word…
I can say friendships were formed though, and that was the aim of it all. But back to the editing part. One or two people took offence if I altered anything. The good side was that I could put my poetry and articles in there. One or two people came to visit as well, and I made some good friends myself. All in all it was a good thing, but eventually it took up so much time, I had to close it down, much to the dismay of many. How things have changed in such a short time, or so it seems. Now with twitter and face book and blogging, all that has changed. I still love it if ever a letter arrives through the post though. Something nice about seeing a hand written letter, knowing the sender has sat and penned those words just for you. It was great recently when Mom gave me a folder with every single copy of the Pen Friend News in. I’d lost mine, and sent them all out. She’d kept her copies for over three years that the magazine ran. Now I’ve got them to laugh at if nothing else, and to remind me of when I was an editor for a while.