After three months, I'm almost caught up with The New Yorker. Just started the Christmas issue.
This is why I cancelled my subscription... twice. It's great that a magazine could be so good that you want to read the whole thing (well, 70% of it), but I could just never make the time for it. They'd always start piling up and it would feel more like a job than a pleasure. Since I let my Gamestop membership lapse, I don't have any magazine subscriptions. It's just as well, I have a hard enough time keeping up with podcasts.
As for me, I'm still reading Connie Willis'
Blackout, but making pretty good time with it. It's engaging but also really frustrating, with the same kind of "main characters running to stay in place" issues that plagued
Passages. Yes, I get it, they'll all trapped and no one's coming to rescue them... let's
move on already.