As a reader, and as a writer, I’ve always been drawn to books by independent publishers. I find that that’s where most literature occurs—if by literature one understands something that screams while whispering, or something that soars without ever leaving the ground, or something that appears to burst into flames as you’re reading it. And I do. And so does the nonprofit publisher Bellevue Literary Press. But they need your support, so that they can continue to support us, the writers, to keep writing, and whispering, and flying, and going up in flames.