LAST I CHECKED, RAZORS AND LITERARY MAGAZINES DON’T HAVE A LOT IN COMMON. WHERE DOES THE NAME COME FROM?
Russian playwright Anton Chekhov had a theory about stories. He told writers to get rid of the beginning and end of their stories and start right in the action. This became known as “Chekhov’s Razor” and the idea was revolutionary. We want to see what creativity today looks like. We want to know about the inner works of what transforms an idea in the middle of the night to something that is worth remembering.
HOW DID RAZOR COME TO BE?
Razor was born amidst the aroma of dark roast coffee and the brattle of revving motorcycles in the summer of 2015, crafted with words and silent ponderings of what the literary world needs, concocted with coding sessions far within the small hours.
Razor is the product of an experimental publishing lab housed at Gustavus Adolphus College. It owes its start to a generous grant from the Mellon Foundation to explore the Digital Humanities.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE A PUBLISHING LAB?
Razor is an experiment. We’re exploring the creative process as we practice it. We have a rotating staff of editors which ensures we’re always taking the experiment further. And frankly, sometimes experiments fail. We’re okay with that.
WHAT SORTS OF THINGS DO YOU PUBLISH?
We publish all kinds of work in all kinds of media: poetry, fiction, nonfiction, graphic narratives, comix, artwork, photography, photographic essays, video essays, slam poetry performances, and hybrid/experimental works from new and established writers and artists.
If you want a nuts and bolts answer, here you go.
HOW CAN I SUBMIT TO RAZOR?
You want to submit to Razor? We can’t wait! Go to our Submission Page to get more info about the details.
WHAT SETS RAZOR APART?
We want great work from writers and artists, but we also want to know how. Creativity, to us, is one of the most inspiring mysteries of the human condition. So we ask our writers, once published, to tell us a few of their secrets. We guess we aren’t the only ones who wonder how writers can make us sob over a person that does not exist outside of ink squiggles or colored pixels.
WHO CAN I CONTACT WITH SUGGESTIONS, IDEAS, OR QUESTIONS? WHERE CAN I SHOW MY LOVE FOR RAZOR?
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