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At a certain point in every creative
endeavor, one begins to wonder whether there is any need to continue. Such a
moment of doubt overtook me at some point in the last few months. It was
probably late, I was probably tired, and because I was almost certainly the
only person left in
Of course, I do not mean to imply that the
production of the fourth issue of The Birch has been a solitary effort -
I have been assisted by some extraordinary editors. In fact, “assisted” is a
colossal understatement, because since September, they have calmly responded to
frantic e-mails, worked feverishly to meet my absurd demands, and have given me
motivational speeches that would make any normal person blush.
Still, after twelve cups of tea and ten
hours of staring at a screen to ascertain that the space between horizontal
lines and photographs is consistent throughout the magazine, I have found
myself occasionally overwhelmed by the methodical aspect of the job, completely
forgetting its creative component.
Fortunately, reminders of the need to
continue abound within the following pages, and I have never been disillusioned
for more than a few seconds at a time. Just as our editors have done a
phenomenal job in keeping me from going insane, our contributors (often, they
are one and the same) have submitted work that has repeatedly motivated me to
stop worrying and love the job.
And though The Birch is always
blessed with phenomenal content, I find this issue to be particularly
noteworthy, because it coincides with an important moment in
Havel’s presence on campus has given The
Birch an opportunity to exhibit an unprecedented degree of relevance and
currency, and hopefully, you will agree that we have managed to successfully
commemorate this milestone.
As you read this issue, I hope that you get
a sense of the excitement that has pervaded this campus in recent months. This
has been a fortunate convergence of interests, and I am pleased to note that as
I write this, irrelevance and futility are the furthest things from my mind.
Enjoy our fourth issue.
- Mark Krotov