Chapbook

Not so much a story (that'll come later on this week) but I made my first chapbook! XD
I won't indulge you into the history of Chapbooks, (mostly because I know so little about the history) but to put it simply I collected a few pieces I made and gathered them in a pamphlet style booklet.
 
I printed 20 copies, but after handing most of them to my writing class, three to my uber driver and 1 to my housekeeper, I'm left three. :(
Needless to say, I'm super proud of this accompliment. It's so satisfying to see my work in a physical form.
 

I was thinking of posting a digital spread of my piece, for people to read. But I'm curious, would anyone be interested?


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