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'''She makes jewelry out of car crashes''' (2003) is an Australian [[perzine]] that deals with the author's depression.
 
'''She makes jewelry out of car crashes''' (2003) is an Australian [[perzine]] that deals with the author's depression.
  
The author's editorial begins as follows: "Another [[zine]] crawling out of depression's primordial ooze and staggering to its feet. I wish that the fundamental inspiration for writing this had been something other than chronic sadness; vague emptiness or naive hope perhaps. I wish I had sat down to make a [[zine]] after seeing Pauline Hanson's son on the news recording a song to raise money for his 'political prisoner' mother, or after reading the way John Steinbeck writes starfish sperm at low tide - but no - this [[zine]] is a black dog by product."
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The author's editorial begins as follows: "Another [[zine]] crawling out of depression's primordial ooze and staggering to its feet. I wish that the fundamental inspiration for writing this had been something other than chronic sadness; vague emptiness or naive hope perhaps. I wish I had sat down to make a zine after seeing Pauline Hanson's son on the news recording a song to raise money for his 'political prisoner' mother, or after reading the way John Steinbeck writes starfish sperm at low tide - but no - this zine is a black dog by product."
  
 
[[Category:Zine]] [[Category:Zines from Australia]] [[Category:Perzine]] [[Category:2000's publications]]
 
[[Category:Zine]] [[Category:Zines from Australia]] [[Category:Perzine]] [[Category:2000's publications]]

Latest revision as of 05:10, 10 November 2007

She makes jewelry out of car crashes (2003) is an Australian perzine that deals with the author's depression.

The author's editorial begins as follows: "Another zine crawling out of depression's primordial ooze and staggering to its feet. I wish that the fundamental inspiration for writing this had been something other than chronic sadness; vague emptiness or naive hope perhaps. I wish I had sat down to make a zine after seeing Pauline Hanson's son on the news recording a song to raise money for his 'political prisoner' mother, or after reading the way John Steinbeck writes starfish sperm at low tide - but no - this zine is a black dog by product."