<about wood coin>
Beware of hijackers who want this artillery...
"Original and quality magazine.
Visual art & text (c) 2008-2020 Wood Coin.
Images on Welcoming pages (c) 1981 Joe Ruggiero, Found Objects picture book, as found and permanently borrowed from the Santa Fe library summer 2008.
Rights revert to the writer or artist upon publication.
Creator Designer Editor Publisher: James K Beach.
For those of you eager to delve in, without further ado, here are links to the three sides of this coin:
Inspired by the concept of a wooden nickle, Wood Coin Magazine aspires to call attention to its many contributors with a unique design and meticulous editing. As "poor poet" or "starving artist" my funds remain limited; phones and laptops and desktops and other tech accessories keep decimating my monthly budget because of interference by the rich(?) to make me look insane while driving me insane figuratively and literally. Everyone published in this Wood Coin is new to me as of 2005; many of the writers & artists were contacted by me in 2008 from a list I compiled of contributors to Carol Bergé's LIGHT YEARS manuscript plus her 1970s-era CENTER magazine... She was my employer the last six months of her life. Several other contributors were flukes I met online over the past decade who anyway knew Carol. The other half of my contributors found my site and submitted on their own. It's all been "a labor of love" for me, thousands of hours of work yet free to publish minus those 12 years of internet site hosting payments. Submitting has been free for the contributors too, as well as free for anyone to read online, without ads or other tricks or hindrances. Some of the pieces in Wood Coin were submitted "perfect" as judged by my high standards, while other writers such as Rob Dart and Barbara Rosenthal I telecommunicated with at length; some contributors such as Jerome Rothenberg, who sent me his standard 666MB "Michelangelo" (only to have it lighten to 665MB the following day, before I'd opened it), ignored my every attempt at communication after publication of the first issue. A motley crue, this group in Wood Coin. You will have a few favorites who ply your ethics, I can guess already.
Also important to consider while reading this venue are possibilities of multiple meanings and interpretations of terms, to include double-entendre, pun, allegory, command or joke, plus verbs or nouns or adjectives to be read in any direction; "coin" for example is a noun or a verb or an adjective, while "wood" stands for tree-product or small-forest or, eupemistically, a hard-on, and could even be substituted phonetically for "would"... And add in the reinterpretation of words such as "co-in (as in COINTELPRO, the Jane Fonda and CIA fiasco of the 1970s)"... Lest anyone forget that the Olde English term for "crazy" was "wood," or that prison or gang slang turns "wood" into "white"... Yikes. The depth of language! My 36 twisty issue titles are built for mind-teasing. But dear reader, everything else in this magazine can easily be looked at as wholly on the surface and consistently correct regarding English grammar. Excepting variation per writer's style, Wood Coin is uniform regarding style guidelines.
This word-puzzle has literary and figurative edges. To put it together please roam the site and consider the measure and pith of each piece. Getting "lost" while reading is a pleasure sometimes; when flummoxed try using the "back" button on your browser. A note on the PDFs: To avoid malware (however embedded) on any PDF anywhere, you might want to adjust your browser settings to open, rather than download, documents. Or simply verify that your PDF reader is updated if you believe common software to be a step ahead of hackers and therefore trustworthy.
As for the hijacking header above: My few editing "mistakes" were prognosticated, and self-mocked, with one character error intentionally put on each heading of the now-defunct Editor's Note pages starting with the seminal issue; but, reinserted first-draft or concocted foreign-to-me errors popped up soon thereafter-- the several few instances of page code "hacking" I've found on this site are irksome. These invisible and silently-articulated alterations can be attributed to mind-fucks wearing white or black or tan or whatever hat colors; inexplicable auto-merges of docs; writer editor proofreader errors; webhost glitches; uploading of issues issues. Points of entry include everywhere from site host to public internet to phone or personal computer, with even a few weeks of VPNs which got quickly hacked. You will see a handful of pages noted with what "they" did to the text, for whatever reason, but for the most part I simply deleted the bad coding or replaced corrupted text without making a comment. (One thing I cannot understand is how the font size keeps changing on certain pages; it started with the Hugh Fox novella and has spread to other pages, to include my own fiction! The html style coding is exacly the same on every page, which might suggest hidden white-text coding... Yikes.) It's easy now to understand why expert website maintainers get paid such large sums! Vandalizing (or "gouda-cheesing") of sites was commonplace in the 1990s, and it still exists, as I've discovered while shaping this venue. (Are "they" merely trying to fill the voids in their souls? See: dissertations on the benefit of "seedpod people" being fodder for hungry cannibals-- they maybe taste like veggies but the supply is limitless? Rent all versions of those Invasion of the Body Snatchers films for info to extrapolate.) (Bear in mind that I have depression, anxiety, paranoia, klazomania and delusions involving stalker celebrites in costumes and make-up and full-body-altering suits! Aliens and human actors acting like aliens, to avoid detection, is my assement of who controls this century-- now that pedophilia no longer runs Hollywood from beneath the public's scope of understanding. Meanwhile the aliens keep to an alien agenda? Reverse-engineering from their 1950s crash obviously(?) led to the tech-climb and money-craze of the 2000s and we should all be suspicious of tech for that reason, alongside the many novice or pro hackers we assume are already all over our gadgets these days...) Fuck. I am a pauper, yet I persit in this missive. Against who, I dunno, ghosts from the 1980s who bullied me, most likely, but I dunno. Meanwhile myself and the writers and artists in this lit mag received no monetary compensation for any of the contributions here...
For bios of artists, poets, writers included in Wood Coin, see the [contributors] list.
Visit the contact page for instruction on how to [submit] prose, verse, visual art to Wood Coin.
Because of my peripatetic nature, Wood Coin was put online in several areas in the United States...
Issues FFI (11/09) - WSSI (02/09): Santa Fe, NM.
Current mailing address: Wood Coin Magazine, Mr James Beach publisher, General Delivery, Denver CO, 80202.
Site was reconstituted (re-upped) 2013 and 2019, 2020; Welcoming pages expanded exponentially 2020 & 2021; the 10 cover images used on the 28 issues 2008-2019 are hereby deleted, to be replaced by photo-bin stock images. Please visit Wood Coin's [history] for more info on what this magazine was, is and will be in the future... As of now, Wood Coin Magazine is free to all and ad-free as well, as it's been since solo inception in 2008.
*review quote: Cartwheels Collective, 2009