Half Mystic has a fondness for music.
This is to say: we like music that claws at our ribcage and steals the air from our lungs. Music just as soft as it is sharp, just as intimate as it is limitless. We like music that kisses hard and loves deep. Music that never flinches. Lightning storm music. Tiger claw music. Music tender and tremulous. Music grounded in reality, shrouded in enchantment, born from stardust, bathed in sunlight. Music that knows living is an art in itself. Music that guts you, then turns around and makes you feel unfathomably whole.
Half Mystic is an independent publishing house, literary journal, radio show, and arts organisation dedicated to the celebration of music in all its forms.
It was founded by Topaz Winters in July 2015; she now serves as editor-in-chief of the journal & creative director of the press, as well as writing a column for the journal called Silver-Tipped Swallow on the ways in which music intertwines with our experiences in loving, losing, and lingering on what remains.
Half Mystic likes creators with études nestled between their ribs and sonatas shivering beneath their spines, creators of work that thrums deep in our marrow and kicks us in the face with drumbeats of ache. Our staff, readers, contributors, and authors have been published and profiled in Best of the Net, Best American Poetry, The New Yorker, Best New Poets, The Atlantic, BuzzFeed, The Paris Review, Rolling Stone, NPR, The Huffington Post, The Chicago Tribune, and The New York Times, and are Pushcart Prize, MTV Video Music Awards, Billboard Music Awards, and Grammy nominees.
Our weekly blog showcases essays, interviews, and selections by staff members, authors, and contributors that interrogate and linger with music in every transcendent, resonant form it dreams through the universe. Our fortnightly podcast features one poet each week performing their work, set to songs by independent musicians—putting in conversation and context art by diverse artists in diverse mediums. Our thrice-yearly books are experiments in love, wildness, and uncertainty, the heartbeat of humanity set to a 4/4 time signature, expanding and redefining the unsung narratives that much of literature is too afraid to tackle. Our semiannual journal issues are limited edition, keepsake collections of art, lyrics, and writing featuring the work of 20 contributors in celebration of a specific musical theme. This kind of art is what we came for: the wreck, and not the story of the wreck. The thing itself, and not the myth.
Everything we create is another one-man dance party, another half-empty jar of rosin, another yellowed score. We believe in music as harmony, as dissonance, as wandering, as wondering, as running, as hiding, as finding, as writing it all down afterwards. We believe in music as cataclysm. We believe in music as listening to the ghosts. We believe in music as the language of truth.
Our work is like a city teetering on the edge of silence, and then it is song.
If you like that sort of thing, we will probably get along beautifully.