I remember Jared Schickling showing me his collection of chapbooks and thinking "I love these, these are gritty." I remember having drinks with poet and publisher Brian Teare, looking through one of his handbound, letterpress printed books and thinking "this must have taken forever to build." I remember handling CJ Martin's Lo, Bittern, published by Michael Cross' Atticus Finch, and thinking "What the hell kind of material are these covers made out of?" But all that thinking was secondary and derivative. If a team of doctors could have have recorded the physiological changes in my body at each of these events they would have perceived an immediate increase in heart rate and blood pressure. My first reactions weren't intellectual, they were physical and animal.