the start.

artwork from A Vintage Poster via Pinterest

Dudes, I’ve got the journal. I just have to pimp it out a smidge and hopefully, I will have it posted to the first be able to post it on either Friday or Monday.

I’ve been mulling over the best way to organise this little experiment. What I think will work best is if you all email me your postal address (if it’s a home address, don’t worry – I’m far too broke to be a proper stalker) and when the person who currently has the journal is ready to send it on, I will email them the next address of the next blogger on the list.

If you're a bit iffy about giving your street address to complete strangers, for Australian residents, I have checked with Australia Post who say that you can have packages delivered care of the local post office. I’m not sure if this is the same in other countries, but I can’t imagine it would be a problem. Also, if there is someone involved in the project that you particularly don’t want to have your details, let me know and I’ll organise it so they don’t.

I tossed up whether to have the journal posted out in geographical sequence, but then I thought it would be much for fun to have the journal crisscross the globe. And it’s always more fun to receive mail from another country, rather than the neighbouring state. I’m thinking that, ideally, there should be a two-week turnaround (three, if you insist, because shit does occasionally hit the fan).

Other than that, there are no rules. Do whatever you please to the journal. Like the above poster’s sentiments, you don’t have to be all neat and orderly. Go nuts. Release your inner artist/writer/doodler/scribbler/finger-painter. Or don’t. Whatever. You can’t stuff it up, just do what feels right.

So! Email me! annelisekate [at] gmail.com. Send me your details. I will hunt you down if you don’t. Via the internet, of course, because I have no money for a proper hunt. Some angry typing will have to suffice.

Do it! Do it now. Now now now. Do it. And if you haven’t already joined the gang, there’s still time. Really, loads of time. Do it.