Misremembering The Cormorant • by RM Vaughan 1

Hamilton Arts & Letters   We form our memories in as many strange and convoluted ways as the memories, also strange and convoluted, demand. I’m doing it right now. I’m “remembering” my first years at the University of New Brunswick Saint John, my friends and fellow students, my professors and a literary magazine we came together to make; a staple-bound, coloured-paper-covered, never-meant-to-make-money magazine called The Cormorant. I will misremember lots, forget even more, and everything that follows from this sentence is up for debate, re-remembering, better and worse retellings. I’m not an archivist, except in my head.  [  >>>>>  FORWARD ]   + [Distillate © HA&L + RM Vaughan {from the Greek bios} -- the course of a life.]