Name: Marya Errin Jones
Zine(s) you write:
-Mocha Chocolata Momma Zine—a zine about black women in popular culture, real or imagined. Part history part perzine!
-Voice Inside – a mini zine about my thoughts over the course of a day. . .
-Electric Voyager – a travel zine
-Major Rainy Sneer’s Blue Collar Pornography – the name says it all . . .
Share a fun fact about yourself.
I play the button accordion. I don't profess to be any good, but I am willing to wrestle with the thing. My accordion’s name is Jimmy. I bought Jimmy while hanging out with friends in Sweden, several years ago. I bought him from a guy also named Jimmy (pronounced YEMMIE) who simply had too many accordions. The human Jimmy called the accordion, “The Devil’s Instrument.” If you’ve ever tried to play one, you’d come to that very conclusion.
What is your favorite quote?
"Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy." #1 from Jack Kerouac's Thirty Essentials of Spontaneous Prose.
Do you collect anything?
Although I haven't done it in a while, I collect rocks, from various places. I have a small collection of stones from a beach off the coast of Scotland, in the Hebrides. Turns out that the monks on that island used stones to mark their years of service by collecting a stone for each year they served. I picked up 21 stones. I also have a habit of not just finding rocks, but actual stone TOOLS-- I have found a rock carved into a whistle that was probably an ax head before it was retired, I've found women's milling stones for making flour, sharpening stones left in the shallow end of creeks, and I've found a large, blunt killing instrument with finger notches carved into it for getting a firm grip before knocking something in the head. I can barely get my hand around it, so I imagine it to be a man's tool. I've found these things just lying on the ground, or just under the surface of a layer of dirt. My nickname in elementary school was, "Eagle Eye"!
What is your favorite childhood book?
Are Your There God, It's Me, Margaret-- written by Judy Blume, the year I was born. It hit upon so many milestones for me-- faith, my first bra, liking boys, the day my period started . . . I remember that classic, Yearling cover of the girl in the print dress in the foreground, her house in the background.
What are you afraid of?
I am pretty afraid of losing my passport. Once I WASHED my passport in a front loader. They’re LOCKED when they’re running, you know. The paper is remarkable, very sturdy. It came out in one piece. Now passports have that GPS tracker shit in them. It looks like I have a John Waters mustache in my current picture, because of the new security features in the paper. Whatever. A passport is your gateway to the WORLD. Get one and stitch it to the inside of your best panties. Always be ready to GO.
Zine(s) you write:
-Mocha Chocolata Momma Zine—a zine about black women in popular culture, real or imagined. Part history part perzine!
-Voice Inside – a mini zine about my thoughts over the course of a day. . .
-Electric Voyager – a travel zine
-Major Rainy Sneer’s Blue Collar Pornography – the name says it all . . .
Share a fun fact about yourself.
I play the button accordion. I don't profess to be any good, but I am willing to wrestle with the thing. My accordion’s name is Jimmy. I bought Jimmy while hanging out with friends in Sweden, several years ago. I bought him from a guy also named Jimmy (pronounced YEMMIE) who simply had too many accordions. The human Jimmy called the accordion, “The Devil’s Instrument.” If you’ve ever tried to play one, you’d come to that very conclusion.
What is your favorite quote?
"Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy." #1 from Jack Kerouac's Thirty Essentials of Spontaneous Prose.
Do you collect anything?
Although I haven't done it in a while, I collect rocks, from various places. I have a small collection of stones from a beach off the coast of Scotland, in the Hebrides. Turns out that the monks on that island used stones to mark their years of service by collecting a stone for each year they served. I picked up 21 stones. I also have a habit of not just finding rocks, but actual stone TOOLS-- I have found a rock carved into a whistle that was probably an ax head before it was retired, I've found women's milling stones for making flour, sharpening stones left in the shallow end of creeks, and I've found a large, blunt killing instrument with finger notches carved into it for getting a firm grip before knocking something in the head. I can barely get my hand around it, so I imagine it to be a man's tool. I've found these things just lying on the ground, or just under the surface of a layer of dirt. My nickname in elementary school was, "Eagle Eye"!
What is your favorite childhood book?
Are Your There God, It's Me, Margaret-- written by Judy Blume, the year I was born. It hit upon so many milestones for me-- faith, my first bra, liking boys, the day my period started . . . I remember that classic, Yearling cover of the girl in the print dress in the foreground, her house in the background.
What are you afraid of?
I am pretty afraid of losing my passport. Once I WASHED my passport in a front loader. They’re LOCKED when they’re running, you know. The paper is remarkable, very sturdy. It came out in one piece. Now passports have that GPS tracker shit in them. It looks like I have a John Waters mustache in my current picture, because of the new security features in the paper. Whatever. A passport is your gateway to the WORLD. Get one and stitch it to the inside of your best panties. Always be ready to GO.
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