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There have been those who have suggested more or less unkindly that if there is one thing that Swallow lacks, it is some kind of regular production schedule. Indeed, some kind of regular production would be a start. However, it is vital that Swallow never loses that essence of enlightened idiocy, and as such, there is a distinct tension between those who wish to see Swallow make monthly mean monthly and those who really couldn't give a damn.

Since I not only fall into both camps but also constitute them, this has led to a period of extreme upsets in my personal life, which I intend to take the opportunity of inflicting upon you in this issue. Read 'Bad Poetry' if you don't know what I mean.

However, don't read 'Bad Poetry' just yet. First read James McCabe's astonishing story, jcn's playlet, Vita Amory's gem, and then, when you are just about texted out, have a look at Cutting Spaces. You may not come back after that, and I don't just mean to Swallow, I mean to Earth.

Quite how Swallow has managed to con writers of such calibre into contributing is a source of endless mystery to me. However, I believe I am capable of lowering the tone at any party, so perhaps it's just a case of what goes around comes around.

All the usual disclaimers apply, unless the third world war starts after all, in which case, what the hell.

{this'll do. jesus you're struggling]

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