I’m a longtime reader of The New Yorker. I’m not in any way affiliated with the magazine. I just read it. I notice things in it and about it that I want to share. And I like knowing that other people find it worth talking about, too.
Here’s how this blog started. I started passing my old New Yorkers on to my boyfriend, Eric. He doesn’t look at all the articles, and I wanted to make sure he didn’t miss the best ones.
So I’d hand him tables of contents that looked like this:
My friend Cheryl, at the time a lapsed New Yorker reader, saw this and thought it was brilliant. If only she had someone calling pieces to her attention, too, she’d be able to keep up with her subscription.
I’d been thinking about turning these into a blog, and she thought that was perfect — not only would someone flag articles for her, but she could “talk” about them, too, through comments. It would be like our own New Yorker book club!
Cheryl is not one to let you off easy once she gets an idea like this in her head. For months, every time I saw her, she would talk about the blog that I was now obliged to write for her.
I don’t think many people could stand up to a full onslaught from Cheryl — certainly not I. Plus, I wanted to do it anyway, so here it is.