It seems fitting to me that “August” and “anchor” share so much—initials, syllables, punchy consonants, a sinking feeling. This time of year, the air here is thick, the sun curls close, and the days stick to each other like candy left in the car. Not my favourite time of year, but there are feasts for the soul and oases for the heart nestled all across this world of ours, pockets of glorious humanity that keep me going.

I am very happy to be making the first post here on the Dustrabbit blog! This space will hold profiles and interviews from the writers & artists that collaborate with us, spotlights on external projects from those writers & artists, and updates on the magazine and the site. I thought to kick things off I could briefly introduce myself—the person behind (web)pages.