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Goodbye to an Era

posted by BatSheva Vaknin @ 11:01 AM
Thursday, May 31, 2012

So I just threw out 2 New Yorkers today.

What’s the big deal? You are obviously thinking. A new New Yorker Magazine comes every week! You’re not one of those crazy pack rats, are you?

No, dear readers. No, I am not.

Nor am I, apparently… an actual New Yorker reader any more.

Because it’s a rare issue that I read more than the letters, a few cartoons, and half of the “About Town” section. More than that? It’s been months. Years? Close to it…

When I was a child, I thought the magazine was ridiculous. Words, words, words… BORING! I’d read each & every cartoon and then toss the thing aside. But once I graduated college and was floating about trying my luck in the City of Angels… I suddenly discovered its value. Words, words, words! Glorious words! Thoughtful words! Pithy words! Funny words! Politically liberal words!

Fiction, interviews, investigative stories, opinion items, profiles, band and movie reviews, and yes… the cartoons. Loved all of it, every week. Gobbled it up. Felt smart, felt fulfilled, felt like I was not alone, felt informed, felt like I was a New Yorker by proxy.

And then.

It happened slowly, over time.

First, I discovered The Week (news crack).

Then, I had three children.

I used to read novels, too, by the way. I would devour them, eat them alive, suck the marrow out of them and they would leave me breathless.

Now?

I did read The Help. And… um… the Harry Potter Books? Which got progressively less awesome. And a few others, here and there…

But mostly, I watched TV and lived life.

Which, dear readers, can be exhausting.

I think I may not renew my New Yorker subscription this fall.

Sniff.

c/xo,

Sheva (BatSheva Vaknin)

Sheesh, does this mean I need to 'X' out the New Yorker in my artwork? Maybe just show me watching HULU TV on my iPhone with earphones while everyone sleeps around me. Sadly, that is my new reality.

3 Responses to “Goodbye to an Era”


  1. Plant N says:

    I totally disagree about the Harry Potter books. I think they mostly got better and better. The last one is my favorite.

    And I have never read The New Yorker (except for John McPhee).

  2. Your Mama says:

    When the kids are teens and want to be out ALL THE TIME, especially LATE AT NIGHT, you will have more time to read. But, you will be so worried about where they are, what they are doing, and how helpless you really are to do anything about any of it, you won’t read anyway. Of course, they do grow up and go off to school. Then you may be working so hard to pay for wherever they’ve gone, that although you have time to ready, you’re asleep before you can open the book – or iPad, as the case may be. Life!

    • BatSheva Vaknin says:

      Hmmmm sounds plausible but I can’t imagine WHAT kids you could be referring to. Made up ones, I guess! ;) xo

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