A story (a completely surreal one, but true nonetheless):
I (Bree/Tex) was sitting at a get-together tonight speaking with a mutual acquaintance. When asked what I do for a living, besides “literary agent,” my role with Underneath the Juniper Tree came up. Except, instead of using the name of the magazine, I explained it as such: “I also co-founded and edit a macabre literature and art magazine for children.”
This person said to me: “Oh really? What magazine? I just recently heard of one like that.”
(Inside my head: “Well, it’s definitely probably not Juniper Tree.”) Me: “Underneath the Juniper Tree.”
Her: “Yea! That’s the magazine!”
Me: “Seriously? Where did you hear of it?”
Her: “I think it was on a sticker or something.”
Me: (stunned for a good few seconds) “Are you freaking serious? Was it in a movie theatre bathroom?”
Not kidding, folks. I actually encountered someone who encountered one of our stickers.
Mind = blown.
Ps. Underneath the Juniper Tree’s MONSTER STICKER PARTY!