
Here, in these parts of Appalachia, “heathen” is often used as a term of endearment. ” when my eyes finally came to rest on the cat sleeping on my lap.

I can vividly remember, in the days long before I ever thought of actually pursuing this publishing venture, when I was designing the cover of The King in Yellow simply as a creative exercise - a palette cleanser of sorts between paid graphic design gigs - and realizing that, well, if this were to become a real book, then it would need some sort of designation to set it apart from all the others, so what would that designation be? My mind immediately latched onto: _ Edition, then kept repeating that as I surveyed my home office, probing for some sort of inspiration, “ blank Edition, something Edition, what? Edition. I believe people always assume that I’m joking when I say that, but - c’est vrai! - it’s true. When I asked those two questions to set the stage for the explanation of how Heathen Editions came to exist, I, myself, wasn’t even sure what a Heathen Edition was, exactly, beyond being named after my cats. It’s been five years since I began our first ever Heathenry with those two questions.įive: that’s how old we are today, as I write this. “What is a Heathen Edition? And why are you holding one now?”

As published in The King in Yellow (Second Heathen Edition)
