Read the first chapter here! Or give us money to read the whole thing! Free for Kindle Unlimited users! There’s been a lot going on here at County Fence and one of those things is my new book: That Naked Dream —or— Men Writing Women. Not only is publishing a book a big deal for…
Bring Back The Van Murals!
County Fence magazine has wanted an art editor from day one. Well here I am, biznatches! That’s right, Walter Liu is here to be your guide into the art world of Eastern Ontario. But there’s a problem, actually a few. I am a member of the internet generation, born in Hong Kong, raised in Toronto,…
EXTRA: Jules Octavian on UFO Hearings
If intelligent life capable of intergalactic space travel exists it seems likely they would avoid contact with us. At best they may observe us like researchers studying wolves in the arctic. Perhaps we have caught the scent, the odd glimpse, or maybe even been put under long enough for a tracking collar to be attached,…
Poems Won’t Buy Beer: Al Purdy
Canadian poet Al Purdy once urinated on literary icon Margaret Atwood’s car. Poets often miss the limelight and Canadian poets doubly so on the world stage but Purdy was different – often cited as the first Canadian poet to be different. In one sense he could be called a Canadian Robbie Burns, making his name…
From the Archives: Camp Bethel, Fall/Winter 1983
Dear Readers: In light of our digitization program, Greg has asked that I find a piece from the archives. The following is an account of a trip that my intern and I took in 1983 that has remained the most curious night of my life. It is difficult to share not just for how impossible…
Reason #1 Greater Napanee is Greater: Avril!
Our municipal slogan is “Greater Napanee: Greater For Many Reasons.” The number one reason is my girl Avril! Yay! In 2002 she released her first album Let Go at the age of just seventeen! She went on to be a global smash success, putting Greater Napanee on the map! Avril has sold forty-million albums which…
Jules Octavian the Octogenarian’s Bush Party Extravaganza
I attended what I thought was my last bush party a decade and a half ago. Back then I was home for the summer after my first year of university, which is also the last I spent any time here I wouldn’t call a visit. So it seems fitting that I was invited to my…
Mister X.
It has not been since October of 1983 that someone has so captured the interest of the county architectural society’s boundary subcommittee. In those days it was the sheer creativity Marvin Whitney’s dry motorcycle-frame wall separating his horse shoe arena from the hot tub and viewing platform. As he told us at the time, his…
Letter from the Editor
Greetings, loyal readers, from the quietly bustling copper and fiberoptic network that connects each and every one of us. I never thought I would live to see the day that my humble publication went digital and thus free to access for anyone connected to this great World Wide Web. Our first digital issue is not…