I won’t lie to you. I’ve been totally swamped doing edits on my book over the past month. It’s a tale I’ll eventually tell in one of my videos, of course, but I’m too much in the midst of it right now. Like the old saying goes: Insane Novel Editing + Time = Funny. But for now, I decided to make a more therapeutic and sillier video than usual. I’m taking a break from the Failed Writer series to tackle a great burden that I suspect many of you are familiar with. It is a burden that plagues many households on a weekly basis. I’m talking about the burden of The New Yorker magazine. And the guilt associated with not reading them as frequently or as thoroughly as you think you should. Here is my radical proposal:

What do you think? Am I the only one in this predicament? How do y’all handle the gap between what you want to read and what you have time to read?

(Check out my website if you haven’t already. It has a stash of every video I’ve ever done and will soon have updates about my upcoming book… and my therapy visits associated with my upcoming book.)

NOTE: No New Yorker magazines were harmed in the making of this video.

Yuvi Zalkow writes and worries in Portland, Oregon. His stories have been published in Glimmer Train, Narrative Magazine, Carve Magazine, and others. He recently sold his first neurotic novel, which will be published by MP Publishing in Fall of 2012. He is working on a second novel (about one Jew obsessed with napkins and another Jew in the Klan). He recently received an MFA from Antioch University, which makes him feel official.
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