Did you know July is International Zine Month?! I didn't. Shame on me. Shame on you too, if you didn't know. I'm just kidding. Let's not fight again. Anyway, let me make up for lost time by doing a little ode to some of the wonderful zines we have at our store. If I could feature them all, I would, but then you'd be reading this, and I'd rather you be reading zines.
Put out by micro-published B&D Press, The Life and Times of Butch Dykes is a series of mini-comics about, well, butch dykes. It's impossible not to find an icon in the stack, whether you're a Chavela Vargas worshiper, an Audre Lorde lover, or a Judith Butler buff. Eloisa Aquino's aesthetic is charming and immensely likable, the perfect zine entry point for academics and lit lovers alike.
We love Georgia Webber. Ever since she moved to ye olde Toronto, Montreal has had this great big ghost pain where its Georgia Webber used to be. Dumb just has to be on your zine shelf (you have one of those, right?). It chronicles Webber's descent into six months of forced silence due to a vocal injury. It's a gorgeous, confident autobiographical series, with it's creative portrayal of noise (all noise is in red) aiding its aesthetic.
Alice Zhang is a delightfully prolific creator whose work makes being sad all the time look bright and hectic. She's no slouch in the naming department, either, with titles like We Hate You Too, How to Masturbate 101, How to Eat Your Sadness Away, and WHYWHYWHY. Zhang's comics are immensely relatable, bringing to mind the last time you stood in front of mirror and asked yourself, "Why am I not enough for you? Why is everyone better than me?" and really, really meant it.
Back in May, we got Eric Kostiuk Williams' first two issues of Hungry Bottom Comics into the store. They sold like hot cakes (hot buns?), and now we have the Collected Hungry Bottom Comics. Kostiuk's autobiographical look at his place in the world as a "young and fabulously gay man" (Graham Kolbeins) is as witty as it is poignant, and the books are beautifully made, too, with each issue getting its own one-colour riso treatment. Kostiuk's sprawling, no-white-space style is reminiscent of Joe Matt and Peter Bagge's works, with more dicks.
So there you have it! And for every one of the comics I've just mentioned, there are twenty more that are just as worthy of your time. Come down and peruse, do some of the activities suggested by the Stolen Sharpie Revolution, and get yer zine on.