Annalemma Presents: Holiday in Cambodia
Wednesday, December 16, 2009 at 01:25PM 
From the press release:
In the winter of 2007 editor, author, and activist Anne Elizabeth Moore was invited to live to Phnom Penh to teach Cambodian young women how to make zines. She plans to return December 24th to continue her ongoing project. We think this is awesome. We want to help her out and hope you do too.
Everyone has drama happening around the holidays and we all know drama makes for good stories. Send us your true stories of familial (or otherwise) conflict taking place around the holidays and we will then choose the best ones for publication in zine format entitled “Holiday in Cambodia: a Collection of Holiday Stories for a Good Cause”. There will be an open fee for submissions, meaning submitters are encouraged to send whatever they think is a fair submission fee. Could be zero dollars, could be $100. Yup, just like the Radiohead thing. This book will be available to purchase for $10 on January 31st, 2010 at annalemma.net. All proceeds from sales, as well as submission fees, will go to Anne's amazing work with young Cambodian women.
SUBMISSION GUIDELINES: Please keep the stories under 3000 words. Only one submission per person. True stories only. If you have to change names or bend the truth here and there to make for a better story then that’s cool but we don’t want any Santa’s or Frosty’s or Hanukkah Harry’s showing up to the party.
Deadline is January 15th.
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Holy shit! Thanks Matt!
FYI everyone: we pushed the deadline back to January 15th, 2010 to account for all the crazy bullshit everyone is dealing with around this time of year.
I updated the deadline so the post is accurate. Thanks, Chris!
At home, Gertrude opened a present. There were three small people in a box. Gertrude set the box on the couch and watched the people as they climbed out of it and rested upon the couch.
Every one of the people was very small, even smaller than what was needed to satisfy the conceit of the story, which is what Gertrude suddenly realized and what made her then to look at them so queerly.
In the second present was a dog, a little bigger than the people, or rather it was the same size as the people, but was larger than it would be if it was ordinarily theirs.
A little humping by the dog would not solve much, but it was going in that direction for sure, it seemed to Gertrude, as she began to remove her panties.