Occasionally I like to slow down long enough to share with you what is happening at Southern Trout. As of now we are publishing five digital magazine under what probably appears to be an ad hoc franchising scheme. Each title has its own editor who has virtual autonomy over the content, direction and personality of his magazine. Oddly enough that was the easy part.
Last weekend I took my annual vacation at the local hospital. I entered “Motel Hell” with ten toes, and despite the considerable efforts of a few carving oriented professionals there, check out with ten toes. In all honesty, it was a nice hiatus from reality.
So what’s next in my crazy world? I can share that which I am privy to, which these days is not much. Rumor has it that Southern Unlimited, LLC, which is what we are officially known as, we will be launching four more new magazines with survivalist/camping themes and perhaps two more national hunting titles. Also much to the relief of many, odds are I will be passing off content responsibly of Southern Trout Magazine sometime this summer.
Oddly enough, I am not sure where my spot is at the rapidly evolving Southern Unlimited organization. Each editor is roughly twice as smart as I am. I find myself getting lost in high level conservations in the sales department. The designers do not even know my name. The only staffer that I half way trust is Olive K. Nynne, and everyone knows she is a certified bitch. Mind you I am not complaining, as I hoped this day would come, but I do find myself confused at times. Thank goodness my probation period resulting from that lion being shot ends in November.