I must confess I am a magazine addict. I love the feel of the paper, the crisp snap as the page turns, the vivid photographs and articles that can expose me to something I never considered.
My addiction is my mother’s fault. When I was a little girl, I devoured books and to feed my need my mother provided me magazines. Seventeen, YM, Sassy, Teen Beat, Tiger Beat to name a few. Her idea was that I would grown up and maybe get a job at one. Well, I’ve had a few stories published and that’s all. My addiction, thought, hasn’t gone away. I don’t think there is a cure.
I receive Vogue, Vanity Fair, Elle, Romantic Times, Writer’s Digest, Marie Claire, Glamour, Cosmopolitan, The Writer and as a free gift OK. Now take a breath. I confess that I’m showing control since I’ve cut back. I once received W, Tatler, Economist, New Yorker, New York, and Time. Oh and I read them — each magazine, every article even the Letters from Readers.
It clears my mind and soothes me. While reading a magazine, I usually have a pen and pad near since many times, an idea pops in my head or helps me fix the ones I have had.
With e-magazines available, I tested a few titles, purchasing Rolling Stones with Adele on it and Tatler as well as True Romance and True Love. I must say that I’m still pleased though the sensory details such as smell, touch and sound are gone and replaced with extra content, the experience is still a pleasant one.
However, I still love getting my favorite magazine, Vogue, in the mail. For me, I get a whirling-like sensation as if I received the Christmas gift I wanted. Not that I jump up and down in front of my mailbox like some crazed fool. I get giddy. Hey, I’m a magazine addict. So is there any others out there like me? Is there any magazines or subscriptions of any kind that you get excited about? Share all please.