I have left Vocal.
Vocal v The New Yorker: the cachet, the cash, the truth
Jon McKnight writes for The New Yorker. There! Doesn’t that sound grand? The only problem is, I don’t. But I’m not alone in wishing I did. Hundreds of thousands of journalists and countless aspiring writers would love to have those five little words come up whenever anybody Googles their name.
Your bids, please, for an NFT of this story
Ever since those swindlers sold the Emperor his new clothes, the unscrupulous (or the imaginative and only-just-scrupulous) have been trying to think of ways to part us from our money without giving us anything tangible in return.
How to go the distance when you’re writing a novel
We all have a novel inside us, apparently, but the problem is getting the damned thing out. Some compare it with giving birth to a child - which, my female friends assure me, can certainly make your eyes water, to say the least - but for most aspiring authors, it can seem rather more daunting than that.
How to make a phone scammer wish he’d never called you
Alexander Graham Bell knew what he was doing when he invented the telephone. World-changing as it would undoubtedly prove to be, he refused to have one in his own study because he considered it an intrusion on his scientific work.