Reading – The New Yorker.

19th April 2021

Last week, I decided to try something different. I subscribed to The New Yorker. Honestly, I am going to try it for a year and if it doesn’t enrich my brain then I will probably cut it off after that. This is the first issue that I have started reading. So far, I haven’t finished the issue, I still have quite a few articles to go but if I am honest about it. I don’t have a clue what on Earth is going on. Ha!

The first thing I read were the events. Now, obviously they don’t apply to me these are events happening in New York. I am not in New York. So, I briefly skipped over those.

The second thing I read was a personal history about someone called John McPhee. Well, I think it was about him, I am not too sure otherwise. It said that it was volume two… I am going to take it that it was ok for me not to really understand what was going on for a moment then? After a bit, I think I pieced together that the article was a collection of short stories from his past? I am hoping that is what it was. Otherwise I can categorically say that I am stupid.

The third thing I read after that. It was also the last piece that I read for today. A Short Comedy piece. It is a narrative that appears to be selling a perfect bond type character for a first novel. It is then later revealed that this character is not so perfect. I liked it, it was short, light, and given that I had just read something before it which I wasn’t altogether sure I understood, it made me feel a little bit better about myself and not so far out of my league.

Fingers crossed that I start to understand it more and feel better about reading The New Yorker.

Thank you so much for reading. Write again soon. Bye!