It’s been slowly creeping into my consciousness since the summer, and lately I can’t get enough of the The Rumpus. In recent days, I’ve been drawn to their story on the Anvil documentary, and Stephen Elliott’s book tour accounts. Rozalia Jovanovic’s stories about events around New York have been great, too. I remember the early days of Salon.com, and The Rumpus seems to be filling that void I felt when Salon briefly charged to read its articles and then sort of lost steam for me after that.