Bookmarks Magazine
It's not immediately obvious what the editors of Bookmarks were thinking
when they decided to launch their new magazine, which debuts this
month. After all, while the rest of the country may not be in a recession, the media's recent swoon has
been a curtain call for the Great Depression. Bookmarks is starting at
the tail end of a magazine die-off of epidemic proportions, a 10-month
period that shuttered, among others, Brill's Content, Mademoiselle and
Yahoo! Internet Life. Ad revenue is down almost 7
percent from 2001, and no one has a good idea of when things will
pick up again.
On the other hand, the magazine's editors, Allison
Nelson and Jon Phillips, aren't alone. Like the tiny mammals that
emerged amid swirling, dinosaur-killing dust clouds, in recent months a
slew of well-niched titles have emerged to fill rack space once
occupied by The Industry Standard and its ilk. There's Heeb, a
DIY-inflected quarterly that calls itself "the new Jew review." There's Seed, the self-proclaimed "Science/Culture" magazine, which recently moved its headquarters from Montreal to New York.
Finally, there's The Week, which takes in the news and spits it back in
subway-ride-sized chunks. These three very different magazines all have one thing in common:
identifying a definite market. Bookmarks fits right
into the current reigning wisdom in the magazine industry.
Billed as "your guide to the best in books," Bookmarks, like
Pages and Book, two other reading-oriented titles,
hopes to rope in the legions of well-educated young people who like to
read but have spent the last five years stuck in 12-hour days typing
code and writing PowerPoint presentations. Now they've got time on
their hands to read, but they've lost track of what's new, so the
thinking goes. They're intimidated by the New Releases table at Barnes
and Noble. More than likely, they've got a hyper-literate friend they
could ask, but they're afraid of looking like a cretin. Enter
Bookmarks.
Think of it as the Consumer Reports of reading.
Bookmarks, aimed at those "who don't spend they're entire
weekends studying review after review," collates reviews of major
releases and processes them into a ratings system. Most books receive about a half page of
discussion, including a plot synopsis, excerpts from major reviews and
a short summary of the rest. Each book then receives a one-to-five star
rating. Reductionist, sure, but just because people have more time on
their hands doesn't mean they're not still used to easily digestible
info-nuggets.
By its editor's own
admission, the system may be "frustratingly reductionist," but it
nevertheless should help readers weed through the mounds of new
releases and mounds of reviews of those new releases that
appear each season. The reviews are thorough, but not so that they give
anything away. Just enough to whet an appetite. And there are no long,
text-heavy features in Bookmarks. The magazine is practical, and little
else.
While the
magazine does carry a few image-heavy, quick-read features (the preview
issue covers Steinbeck and V.S. Naipaul), they're window dressing for
the reviews. Clustered in the New Books Guide section, they cover more
than 50 books across the spectrum from "literary fiction" to
science fiction to sports.
Bookmarks can be, at times,
anti-intellectual to a fault the features, while full of
information, are woefully shallow when it comes to critical analysis.
At other times, the editors let the magazine veer too far toward the
didactic; a sidebar quiz asks readers to match authors with the cities
they are most associated with (the hardest one would be Steinbeck and
Salinas Valley, if the answer weren't printed in the feature, on the
same page).
But the magazine keeps the miscellanea to a minimum; along
with the features, there are a few pages dedicated to
reader-recommended "Have You Read?" lists, and a page of book-related
news. All the rest is Reading for Dummies, in installments
what to read and what's being read.
Magazines are increasingly becoming things to be used rather than read. The silver
lining on the storm clouds over medialand is that much of the decline
in sales (though not in ads) comes from the long-term decline of the massive monthlies like
Readers Digest and Woman's Day. In contrast, overall readership
is actually up, 5.3 percent since 1998 (over a 4.4 percent growth
in the U.S. adult population). And if the thus-far success of The Week and the
recent retooling of Rolling Stone are any indicators, this burgeoning
class of magazine readers is looking for less substance and more
easy-to-use information like Bookmarks' reviews.
Obviously, Bookmarks is not for those who find a
touch of philistinism in numerical book ratings, or those who bristle
at "literary fiction" (as opposed to what, they ask?). Nor is it for
people who read book review sections on a regular basis anyone
who has followed the hype surrounding "Everything Is Illuminated"
shouldn't bother with Bookmarks. But those people are in the minority.
While Nelson and Phillips probably overstate their case no one
needs to be a review hound to know what constitutes a good book
they've clearly hit on a clever marketing angle. Lots of people like
reading, but literati snobbery turns many away from what should be a
fun, stress-free activity.
In this economy,
Bookmarks has a long way to go before it can prove it has staying
power. It's possible that its hand-holding approach to contemporary
books will turn off the very readers it's trying to help the
too-well-educated may also be too proud to be seen leafing through it
at lunch. But if it starts selling copies at newsstands and racking up
subscriptions, you can bet that a good number of those will end up
tucked into a coffee table stack in a dot-com refugee's apartment, a
dirty secret waiting to be read.
Clay Risen (clay@flakmag.com)