As
II sinks beneath the surface of Shit Creek to lurk amidst the murk and possibly surge up again at any moment, a strange, bedraggled creature heaves itself from the waters, crawls up the muddy bank, shakes itself dry with a toss of its three heads, and prepares to gallivant off across the wastelands to terrorise Mount Parnassus.
It is
The Chimaera. A terrible beauty is born.
The Chimaera will be an independent literary miscellany which hopes to publish a wide range of serious and satirical verse and prose. The design and content of
The Chimaera will be similar to
that which characterised II , but will develop in new directions over time.
The Chimaera will be published separately from SCR. SCR will primarily focus on its mission of poetry/art/html fusion, but
The Chimaera will be more text-based.
There is no set theme for poems or prose submitted to the October issue of
The Chimaera: send us your best 1–5 poems, or one or more prose pieces, on whatever topic you like. We are happy to consider both formal verse and vers libre, and humorous, satirical and light verse as well as more serious work. But please read the General Submission Guidelines before sending your submission.
The Chimaera is taking over publication of the range of prose published in
The Shit Creek Review (which will focus on poetry), including fiction (stories complete in themselves of up to about 5000 words), critical essays, memoirs, reviews, reports on your local poetry scene, wit and drollery and so on. We are happy to discuss the suitability of your ideas for projected prose pieces prior to submission.
The October issue of
The Chimaera will include a special feature on expatriate poets, and submissions of prose, verse or other material relating to that topic are invited as well.
Submissions for
The Chimaera's October Issue must be received by Monday, September 17th, 2007. Please read our
Submission Guidelines.
Send submitted work to editor@the-chimaera.com
When the first edition of
The Chimaera is ready (in October—not yet!) its url will be
http://www.the-chimaera.com
Say the sea is to be questioned. Below the bounds
of this estate the chimaera our madness does not cease to reinvent
and which we dare not think alive, crawls in a thick ooze.
—Carol Frost