Michael Allen may be a champion of wired writing, but he’s pleased to discover something of a renaissance in the world of printed literary magazines
In the library of a quiet country hotel I recently found something that I had thought was extinct. That something was a literary magazine. The term ‘literary magazine’ is a loose one, but generally speaking it means a small printed booklet, published on a monthly or quarterly basis, featuring book reviews, articles about writers and about the arts generally, and – perhaps most important from a writer’s point of view – short stories. There were never very many of these magazines, and I thought that they had died out long since. But apparently not.