Posts tagged as New Yorker
Today's a Good Day to Delete Your Gchat archives
"There was his claim that he hated high school, and there were three files on his computer, written in July and early September, whose contents are unknown but whose file names are Gah.docx, sorry.docx, and Why is everything so painful.docx." READ MORE
John McPhee: "Who Could Tell What Might Happen?"
Why write about anything? In the print edition of today's New Yorker, John McPhee discusses rambling and thrashing his way into profile-writing.
Peter Kaplan on Jill Abramson
“Jill always had a swagger. It was as if she were in a romantic comedy. She had the same feeling that Rosalind conveys in 'As You Like It.’ In the last act, everything would work out. She wasn’t like the other girls at Harvard. Most of my crowd were either wonks or tough feminists who would chew your balls off. But Jill was the witty cosmopolitan who gave running commentary that was like a voice-over narration from a Billy Wilder movie." READ MORE
Let's Say the 'New Yorker' iPad Publication Makes $58K a Week
The data we're allowed to have from places like Conde Nast makes it a little difficult to parse, but this helps: "between its eight magazines with tablet editions, the company has 242,000 digital customers." Good night, nurse! Your revolution is... maybe next year? (That being said, I'd love to see income numbers from that. It's gotta be somewhere from $1.2 million to $2.6 million, I figure? The problem is counting people who get iPad access "bundled" with magazine subscriptions; where people get counted is important!) And language is tricky! READ MORE
Gay Talese Finally Publishes Story Decades in the Making
It's a nicer kind of day when a man finally gets to write about one of his decades-long obsessions. In this case: Gay Talese and 206 E. 63rd Street (New Yorker, subscription only), the site of at least a dozen failed restaurants, and, for now, at least, the story of the address has an ending. The doomed building is being (inexplicably) purchased by a 77-year-old Buddhist monk, to be used as a monastery. (Presumably the former panhandler turned purveyor of meditation temples has met with fluidity along the way, as the purchase price of the building was $5.6 million.)
And Now, David Grann on Spanx
My new favorite game! The New Yorker headline/byline shuffle!
Local Magazine Tears People Apart
“Killing them all is the answer?”“They’re terrorists!” Andrea says.
“They didn’t start out as terrorists!”
“They invented suicide bombing!”
—How the New Yorker destroys lives.
Meet the Heroes of Early Scientology Reporting—Plus, a Visit to the Celebrity Centre
Across the street from Scientology's fabled Celebrity Centre, on Franklin Avenue in Hollywood, there is a coffee house called The Bourgeois Pig. It is super dark in there but the coffee isn't bad, and you can sit outside. There's something like a miniature High Street atmosphere in this pleasant neighborhood; the Upright Citizens Brigade is a few doors down, and there's a good bookstore, too. READ MORE
