In May 2011, Daniel Menaker posted eight of the rejection letters he received for his memoir, My Mistake, on the Huffington Post.
“If you’re curious about this kind of thing—what goes on inside the submission process of publishing—there follow, a few paragraphs down, eight edited examples of the rejection notes I got, through my agent, for 25,000 words of a memoir,” wrote the former editor for The New Yorker and editor in chief of Random House. Read More
The Death of Print
Tina Brown, soon-to-be former editor of The Daily Beast doesn’t read magazines anymore, Hindustan Times reports.
“The habit has gone,” the one time editor of Vanity Fair, The New Yorker, Talk and Newsweek told reporters in Goa, where she was speaking at the THiNK festival.
off the record
Is The New Yorker responsible for Paul Ryan’s name on the 2012 Republican ticket?
According to an excerpt in Time magazine from Double Down, Mark Halperin and John Heilemann’s new book about the 2012 presidential election, Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney chose Mr. Ryan as his running mate after reading a profile of the congressman in The New Yorker.
Around the town
Sports team owner/venture capitalist/all-around rich guy Ted Leonsis—who may or may not have been approached to buy The Washington Post before its sale to Jeff Bezos—says that if he did own WaPo, he would hold an intervention “like [you would if] you have a family friend who has a drinking problem or a drug problem.” Mr. Leonsis said: “They have to say ‘we’re not that important anymore and what we’ve been doing hasn’t been working.’ This core model based on print isn’t going to work.” (Politico)
The New Yorker unveiled an understated redesign of some sections of the magazine this week that will probably still rankle the stalwart subscriber base.
Creative director Wyatt Mitchell discussed the redesign in a well-produced video that the magazine posted last night. Mr. Mitchell and a team of 13 spent the past year going through the archives to figure out how to refresh the magazine by drawing on its legacy.
XX in Tech
Guess who’s back (back again)? It’s Bryan Goldberg, the rather clueless Bleacher Report founder who’s decided his next big moneymaking venture is to spend small amounts of capital on large amounts of work produced in a kitschy Williamsburg apartment by young women writers. The New Yorker has a long feature on Mr. Goldberg and Bustle, the much-maligned women’s site he announced last month in a
press release column posted on PandoDaily.
blogs and magazines
The New Yorker continues it’s expansion into digital with Currency, a new blog about, what else, money. The business blog, which is edited by WSJ vet Vauhini Vara (who was hired by NewYorker.com in mid-July) will have original content, as well as no doubt plentiful access to the archives. The blog is part of The Business Pages the magazine’s digital business section that launched in February.
Next week’s New Yorker cover, which was unveiled today, commemorates the repeal of DOMA with a drawing featuring Bert and Ernie, Sesame Street’s bickering odd-couple roommates who have long been the subject of gay rumors, cozily watching the Supreme Court decision on a black and white television. Seems relatively innocuous, right?
Wrong. The cover has sparked Internet controversy and outrage.
One central objection is that the muppets are not gay. They are muppets on a children’s television and as such do not actually have a sexual preference.
BuzzFeed and The New Yorker couldn’t be more different, right? Well, what if you combined them? In honor (we assume) of the news of tech editor Matt Buchanan’s seemingly unlikely path from the Internet-friendly world of BuzzFeed to the prestige brand of The New Yorker, a hashtag has sprung up on Twitter to mash up the two sensibilities. Meet #BuzzFeedNewYorker.
Here are our nine of our favorites (in no particular order):
Saul Steinberg was the best-loved nonwriter in the history of The New Yorker. He did cartoons, fake maps, trick diplomas and tinkered-with postcards, a sketchbook from behind the Iron Curtain and another on the road with the Milwaukee Braves. Often he just did the doodles (the “spots,” as editors called them) adorning the columns of spotless prose. He even drew some of the advertisements that appeared in the magazine’s margins, until he got so rich he stopped needing the work. The Romanian-born Steinberg did his first New Yorker drawing for Harold Ross in 1941 and his last for David Remnick in 1999, the year of his death. Along the way, he did 90 covers, a number that continues, posthumously, to rise; Steinberg’s ghost most recently had the cover last week. His masterpiece appeared 36 years earlier, on March 29th, 1976: “View of the World From 9th Avenue,” his emblem of New York self-centeredness, in which the expanses of Ninth and 10th Avenues give way to a fat strip of the Hudson, the foreshortened flyover states and the tapered specks of far-off Asia.