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Magazine Customization: Avoid New Yorker Syndrome

12 Oct

Upon the demise of Gourmet this week, I’ve been pondering the reasons why some magazines have stayed in my life and others I’ve canceled without ever looking back. A few that didn’t make it lost me simply because they published too frequently, despite quality content.

I feel like a journalistic impostor for admitting this, but that sad category of cancellations included the New Yorker and Rolling Stone.

Magazine overload: ur doin it rite. Photo by Flickr user Tiago Ribeiro.

Magazine overload: ur doin it rite. Photo by Flickr user Tiago Ribeiro.

As much as I loved the content of those magazines, I developed a serious problem. There was just too much to read in their weekly issues, in addition to all my other print and online reading.

I tried valiantly to keep up, but a teetering stack of these magazines grew, with lopsided layers of oversized Rolling Stones concealing multiple New Yorkers. The glossy pages threatened an avalanche at any moment. And, when we moved from Texas to California, the entire pile hit the recycle bin. I couldn’t bear the guilt any more (nor another heavy box of paper).

I’m sure I’m not the only one who has suffered from New Yorker Syndrome. In fact, I know I’m not. A college friend and fellow literary magazine editor posted on her blog recently that she sacrificed her New Yorkers to the demands of a move as well. I felt better.

But what if these weekly publications took an alternative publishing approach using digital reader feedback and customization?

I’d like to see weekly and biweekly magazines offer a monthly or bimonthly digest version of their publications that would feature a personalized selection of their articles published within that period. The digest could be standardized for all recipients or (even better) could be customized for each edition based on a pre-publication online form.

For each digest, a magazine could send me a link to an online form where I’d check off the content I wanted from what was planned for that month. Additional items might be included in everyone’s issues by default, such as recurring columns or pieces introducing new authors and topics. Then, I’d be mailed (or would digitally receive) my custom digest, ideally on a time interval that I specified.

Maybe I’d even pay for the magazine based on the number of items I selected from my customization form, with a certain minimum charge, of course. And naturally, it would likely still contain ads (though for an additional charge, I could perhaps opt for an ad-free edition).

The data a magazine could gather about me through this customization process would be extremely specific, allowing advertisers to target me almost perfectly (too perfectly, perhaps). It would be a much more effective customization than what we saw in Mine, that flawed recent experiment by Time. I was actually repulsed by the issue of Mine that I received. It assumed that because I was female, every ad needed to mention how much I liked shoes or how many grocery bags would fit in a Lexus. Incredibly annoying – and that was before I saw how outdated and uninteresting the actual content was.

Magazines need to find some new ways to innovate. Why not let readers suffering from information overload choose the best a magazine has to offer for their unique interests, on a schedule that fits their needs? Advances in on-demand and lower-cost printing technologies can surely make this happen (see MagCloud for proof). A truly customized magazine is a lot less likely to end up stalled in a dusty pile by the bed, like my poor old New Yorkers.

Bitter News on a Sweet Day

12 Jul
My usual morning combination

My usual morning combination

Photo by Flickr user [ jRa7 ].

I wrote in a tweet (@profsivek) earlier today about catching up with five days of missed newspapers – specifically, the copies of the Fresno Bee that patiently waited for me in their unchanging paper format while I was visiting family in Texas. I noted that there weren’t many upbeat stories and that there must not have been much good news to report.

Later, I regretted writing that (though, to honor the spirit of Twitter, I won’t delete the tweet). I so often am frustrated by others’ comments that “the news is too depressing” or that “journalists just cover bad stuff to sell more papers/get higher ratings.” These are given as legitimate reasons for not keeping up with the news.

I find these comments frustrating because these are excuses – along the lines of “I don’t eat vegetables because they don’t taste good.” We would all love for our media consumption to be entirely entertaining and full of happiness and sweetness, but the reality of our world today is that there’s an awful lot of sadness and bitterness. What’s more, it’s journalists’ duty to bring us those topics, even when they might rather be covering uplifting tales of human triumph. There are some of those stories out there, too, but journalists can’t cover them exclusively; the issues that threaten our democracy and our environment must be their primary focus.

So why did I keep reading my Bee back issues, slogging through tales of California’s budget crisis (which is likely about to impact my own paycheck), water shortages, crime and (to top it all off) dog hoarding? Am I some sort of masochist?

The answer is that I read it because I have to know. I have to know what’s happening, even when it’s miserable to know, so that I can make up my own mind about what I think and what I want to do. I try to communicate to my students every semester that they have to know about media so they can make truly free decisions, unencumbered by what celebrities, advertisers and media producers want them to believe and do. Same goes for knowing about contemporary events and issues.

This reasoning underlies my consumption of even the most bitter news: if I don’t know what’s going on in the community and the world, I am powerless. And what’s more, others are given power over me to do things in my name and with my implied blessing.

That’s why, even on a day of relaxation and recovery from my travels, even on a bright Sunday morning, I plowed through a six-inch stack of newspapers (and then also spent a couple of hours online catching up with my usual reading list). It was worth it to me; but then, I also eat my vegetables. Almost always.

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