What?

The Elephant Factory doesn’t, at the moment, exist. It’s an idea in our heads, one that has been gaining speed and definition the more we think about it. It’s a magazine, homemade, rough and ready and raw. Full of stories and ideas and thoughts, and the fucked up worlds we all create that nobody else will touch, and we don't know where they should go.

It’s a magazine that almost certainly, we shall end up creating ourselves. Designed and printed to make it pretty and respectable. Its content, the innards, the beating squishy bloody guts of the magazine isn't there yet, and it’s not something we can do alone. This is where you come in: we want people who we know, who we trust, to fill in this ribcage with their words and ideas, people who are smarter, sharper, funnier, and more creative than us.

Who?

Currently, the editorial staff of the Elephant Factory consists of founders Tom Lane and Benedict Eastaugh. We hope to pick up some more amazingly talented people to do all the heavy lifting very soon, so we can just sit back and take all the credit. If you want to work for us, drop us a line and tell us who you are, where you are, and what makes you uniquely qualified to help us out.

Where?

All submissions, questions, queries and demands should be sent to:

“Elephant Factory”?

We stole the name, of course. We'll let the creator speak for himself:

“Even without you knowin’, you function as yourself. That’s your black box. In other words, we all carry around this great unexplored ‘elephant graveyard’ inside us. Outer space aside, this is truly humanity’s last terra incognita. No, an ‘elephant graveyard’ isn’t exactly right. ’Tisn’t a burial ground for collected dead memories. An ‘elephant factory’ is more like it. There’s where you sort through countless memories and bits of knowledge, arrange the sorted chips into complex lines, combine these lines into even more complex bundles, and finally make up a cognitive system. A veritable production line, with you as the boss.”

– Haruki Murakami

Submission Guidelines

We're looking for original pieces. They can be old or new, but preferably not published anywhere else. There are no real limitations on size and scope, but in the aim of practicality, we like anything that has a page count still in single digits.

Articles and stories can encompass any topic of your choosing, subject matter is open, but we aren't interested in re-inventing the wheel, we're not the NME, Time, or Empire, and we won't be publishing things in 'traditional' magazine formats so don't feel constrained.