You know that frisson of surprise and delight when someone you thought you knew turns out to have a beautiful singing voice? or knows how to knit really well? or comes back from maternity leave with the cutest little kid you've ever seen?
Well, that was how I felt when I opened the mail tonight.
There was Slice Magazine, a literary endeavor by two pals who've produced one of the most aesthetically delightful magazines I've seen since the first issue of McSweeneys. Without the pretension too.
Here's the link to their site.
Subscriptions are a bargain!