Keight's been writing zines since most of us didn't even know what a zine was. Or at least it seems that way -- Pink Tea was one of the first zines I found when happening upon this revolution, so Keight seems like an old friend.

Her new offering, complete with block prints and a loose adherence to the theme referenced by the title, is just enough to leave you wanting more, but not so short that you feel unsatisfied. It's the zine equivelent to being comfortably full, when you'd really like to continue with the rest of the eight-course-meal. What's here is fantastic, but sketchier than some of her other writing, less in-depth.

Then again, it also feels to me that Keight is in transition, also referenced by her title. She examines the concept of home, for instance, fully communicating the confusing sub-issues within the main idea of the piece, and letting the reader see how the circular logic of "home" can play itself out to an utterly tangled end. She evolves from there, touching on issues of friends who are lost and found, idealism that's lost and found, and names that are given away. She offers us a recipe or two, and a look at Marcel Duchamp's two-way door.

The highlight of inbetween, for me, was the story at the end, titled "Between Stations." In one short piece of what I believe is fiction, she captures the essence of what the entire zine meant to me -- that feeling of waiting and destiny that lies in between the significant moments of our lives. The tiny motions, delays and happenings that seem like nothing, but have the feeling of weight to them, despite logic. For me, this made the whole zine disappear for a moment while I was lost in thought, and for that alone, I'd recommend inbetween.

You can get your own copy by visiting www.uncapitalized.net and following her instructions, or by e-mailing the author at ohkeight@yahoo.com for information on where to send her money. Aptly, she's between addresses.

[ by Elizabeth Badurina ]
Rambles: 28 December 2002