Are you getting enough bang for your buck in this, my VIP tier? (Or too much bang? Perhaps not enough bang?) Help me calibrate this tier to bring you optimal reading and parasocial* delight! Please vote, and if so moved, embroider your response in the comments.
I ask because, as a former subscriber to The New Yorker, I found myself overwhelmed by the teetering pile of magazines that steadily grew at the side of my living room chair, and ended up canceling my subscription**. I would not like us to have this kind of relationship.
Personally, I would like to post even more exclusive content in this tier—from little "social media"-style updates to full-on original short stories—but I am still feeling my way forward in this grand experiment. As a "usual-style human," it can be hard to accept that people actually want to see a picture of you and your kid decked out for Depeche Mode, or of a car you found difficult to believe, or to read a story you wrote about a Dickensian cricket who became the psychology part of a young boy.
Thank you so much for sounding off. Huuugs!
—C
*If you see me around town, please do say hello. I always like when that happens. I am experienced in creating pleasant closure in these situations, so do not feel like it will go on awkwardly long and that it will be your fault. Even if I am eating a salad, I would like to meet you.
**Also, the quality of the Shouts & Murmurs section had started to sicken me.