The first story in the September issue of Jersey Devil Press is about a woman from the set of a vanity zombie flick having a love affair with General Robert E. Lee.
And I know you’re not surprised by that sentence, because it’s Jersey Devil Press. We do things like that. But, you know, the Jersey Devil is from New Jersey, so while our story’s narrator is sneaking a rendezvous with Lee, we’d surely be knocking back a few with Lee’s Yankee counterpart.
Meanwhile, teenagers are kidnapping Jesus, hitchhikers are learning to rob gas stations, couples are having sex at Disneyland, and — of course — the universe is unraveling. Because that’s how we roll.
Also, heads-up, loyal readers: our gallant content editor, Mike Sweeney, is moving on from the magazine, and this is his next-to-last issue (Mike prefers the word “penultimate,” because it’s sexier). I’d be sad about that, because he’s been an amazing guy to work with, but A, he deserves some free time; and B, the editor stepping into his really big shoes (ahem — ladies….) is going to be just as awesome. Still, we’re going to miss Mike, so as you read this issue, Join us (and General Grant) in hoisting a glass to our compadre.
And then tune in next month for Mike’s last issue, and the month after that for our new editor’s first month, and keep tuning in after that, because the Jersey Devil has a lot more Jesuses to steal and universes to destroy!