Editor's Log: Changes
I’ve struggled for almost a month with how to write this. I take that back. I know how to write it, rather I’ve struggled with what to say. Even now the words won’t come out right.
Some of you may have heard the news already. Graffiti will no longer be a bi-monthly publication. Instead, the state’s leading news alternative will come out just once a month. This means no more special sections in our off-weeks either. Page counts are likely to go down, too.
These moves are ones of necessity. It would be nice to continue publishing as often as we have in the past, with as much content as we have, but these are the times we live in. For those of you who preferred the old Graffiti — at least judging from the e-mails I get, it was only a few —you may be happy with this turn of events. But for the countless of you who have praised us for our steps toward professionalism, greater regional coverage and more relevant content,
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