IF YOU HANG AROUND ME for even a short time, you'll get a feel for how much I love reading. So much so that I always have at least one book going. From Hanya Yanagihara's masterfully devastating A Little Life to Andrew Holleran's classic Dancer from the Dance, I love getting lost in stories that focus on what it means to be human in all of its messiness.
But for as much as I love reading books, I've done a pretty awful job of keeping up with magazines with the same themes. That all changed when a few friends slapped me upside the head and told me to pick up a copy of The Collective Quarterly.
UNLIKE COMPETING magazines in the human-interest genre, The Collective Quarterly focuses exclusively on one geographic location in each issue. This narrow focus creates the space for a deep-dive into the community that calls that place home.
Page after page, The Collective Quarterly presents readers with the stories of residents and artisans and craftsmen whose lives and endeavors are as profound as they are understated. The writing is gentle and poignant. Humanity bleeds thick through the pulp of every page. When I read the stories, I feel a sense of connection and shared humanity with the subjects.
That sense is only heightened by the gorgeous photography that often fills full- or half-pages throughout the magazine. Coupled with an impeccable typesetting, The Collective Quarterly is as much a delight for the eyes as it is a dreamland for the mind.
WHETHER you're looking to be transported to another place for a few minutes or a few hours at a time, The Collective Quarterly is the perfect publication for taking you outside of your own world and into the lives and minds of those with whom we share in this utterly-human journey we call life. I cannot recommend it highly enough.