When I launched Red Kite Prayer the plan, honestly, was to create an outlet for work that magazines weren’t interested in, and another source of income that I might enjoy a bit more control over. Five years later, RKP is thriving, but I can’t really say that it, or I, stuck with the plan.
Such are plans.
Of the many deviations are the number of contributors who have found a home here. From Robot to Irene Bond, from John Wilcockson to Charles Pelkey, I’ve been amazed by the quality of work I’ve had the honor to publish. Somewhere along the line, people began to recognize the diversity of work we publish and stopped calling us a blog and started calling us a site. That’s quite a compliment in my book. The professionalism that our advertising director Wayne Thompson brought to the operation has given me the peace of mind to know that solid deals are in place with our advertisers without me needing okay each contract, and that gives us the ethical separation of church and state that many smaller publications lack, and the freedom to print what we need without worry about interference.
Editorially, we’ve printed some deeply personal work, by me and others, and we’ve also posted about cycling with children as well as—gasp—mountain bikes. I didn’t see that coming. The beauty here is that when we’ve waded into new territory we’ve been rewarded with a positive response. Nothing illustrates this better than the Enter the Deuce series. The response that work received goes down as one of the highlights of my professional career.
Which brings me to the real point of this post. None of this would have happened, would have been possible, without the respect, indulgence and time you’ve given each of us who publish here.
Thank you for reading.
Image: Chris Tregillis