Editor's Note:

Welcome to Issue Twenty Four of CSR! By now, you regular readers know my baby likes magician crayons and hates soft boiled eggs. It craves spigots in its canteen and makes cute little sounds when red-nose reindeers bark. Baby has an uncanny ability to turn the words of poets into a gondola with canal water in a song. Issue Twenty Four is no exception. This month is filled with self-hypnotized photographs, along with muse-making art. Add to that, a group of stunning poets, an intriguing music maker and one magical book review and you've got the possibility of a festive corrugated fence. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll feel like shiny Christmas ornaments. Or he counted tin soldiers in a row. Either way, this issue will hijack your interest with delights seldom found in satellite communities. So forget about your unsightly liposuction scares and get busy...