The George Street Carnival
Undergraduate Student
September 2011 - December 2013
Poetry Editor, Reader, Designer, Published Author, and Winner of the Poetry Award
When we found the old vestiges of The George Street Carnival in a box at the back of a closet, the magazine had been out of print for over three years. With a small team of eager English majors, little guidance, and a concrete belief in the distribution of amateur literature, we decided to re-launch the publication.
We created flyers by hand with submission guidelines and posted them to various telephone poles across campus. We baked large batches of cookies to raise funds. We scrawled in big letters with chalk on sidewalks: we want your writing! We spent late nights, cheap coffee in hand, hashing out what makes a poem worthy for publishing. We fretted over whether or not we would receive enough submissions to make a worthy magazine.
Within a week, over two-hundred submissions pinged into our e-mail inbox. Millersville University's campus was packed with writers, each with a handful of works and a desire to be heard. The George Street Carnival was a roaring success. And our small team was responsible for its rebirth. We celebrated with a launch party, complete with awards, readings, and cubed cheese, and afterwards began planning for the next year's edition.
I saw three different editions published before I graduated. As one of those who found it lying battered and bruised and helped to mend its wings, I hope it continues to charge on.
The George Street Carnival page on MU's website
September 2011 - December 2013
Poetry Editor, Reader, Designer, Published Author, and Winner of the Poetry Award
When we found the old vestiges of The George Street Carnival in a box at the back of a closet, the magazine had been out of print for over three years. With a small team of eager English majors, little guidance, and a concrete belief in the distribution of amateur literature, we decided to re-launch the publication.
We created flyers by hand with submission guidelines and posted them to various telephone poles across campus. We baked large batches of cookies to raise funds. We scrawled in big letters with chalk on sidewalks: we want your writing! We spent late nights, cheap coffee in hand, hashing out what makes a poem worthy for publishing. We fretted over whether or not we would receive enough submissions to make a worthy magazine.
Within a week, over two-hundred submissions pinged into our e-mail inbox. Millersville University's campus was packed with writers, each with a handful of works and a desire to be heard. The George Street Carnival was a roaring success. And our small team was responsible for its rebirth. We celebrated with a launch party, complete with awards, readings, and cubed cheese, and afterwards began planning for the next year's edition.
I saw three different editions published before I graduated. As one of those who found it lying battered and bruised and helped to mend its wings, I hope it continues to charge on.
The George Street Carnival page on MU's website