Christmas at the New Yorker: Stories, Poems, Humor, and Art

Christmas at the New Yorker: Stories, Poems, Humor, and Art

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From the pages of America’s most influential magazine come eight decades of holiday cheer–plus the occasional comical coal in the stocking–in one incomparable collection. Sublime and ridiculous, sentimental and searing, Christmas at The New Yorker is a gift of great writing and drawing by literary legends and laugh-out-loud cartoonists.

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From the pages of America’s most influential magazine come eight decades of holiday cheer–plus the occasional comical coal in the stocking–in one incomparable collection. Sublime and ridiculous, sentimental and searing, Christmas at The New Yorker is a gift of great writing and drawing by literary legends and laugh-out-loud cartoonists.

Here are seasonal stories, poems, memoirs. and more, from a stellar roster of writers, including John Cheever, James Dickey, Richard Ford, Ken Kesey, Alice Munro, Vladimir Nabokov, S. J. Perelman, Adrienne Rich, and James Thurber. And it wouldn’t be Christmas–or The New Yorker–without dozens of covers and cartoons by Addams, Arno, Chast, and others, or the mischievous verse of Roger Angell, Calvin Trillin, and Ogden Nash (“Do you know Mrs. Millard Fillmore Revere? / On her calendar, Christmas comes three hundred and sixty-five times a year.”)
From Jazz Age to New Age, E. B. White to Garrison Keillor, these works represent eighty years of wonderful keepsakes for Christmas, from The New Yorker to you.

Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
“[A] whimsically delicious collection . . . as uplifting as it is cynical. Even Scrooge would find it worth the moola.”
Entertainment Weekly

“No publication in history has ever delivered on [Christmas] delights better than has The New Yorker. And here in an astonishing richness of wit and dignity, acid and humane letters, is a complication of the best stuff.”
Baltimore Sun

“This collection truly shines. . . . A treasure trove of quality work from the 1920s into the twenty-first century with themes that accentuate the holiday’s timeless appeal.”
The Florida Times-Union

“An anthology of many charms.”
The New York Times

Library Journal
Vladimir Nabokov, John Cheever, E.B. White, and Alice Munro are just a sampling of the many impressive authors who have contributed holiday writing to The New Yorker over the past 75 years, and they are well represented in this collection of holiday stories, poems, and humor. Organized into eight sections covering topics like family matters, Christmas carols, and the spirit of giving, the diverse pieces range from Nabokov's "Christmas" to Garrison Keillor's "A Christmas Story" and reflect the various moods indicative of the season. In Peter de Vries's "Flesh and the Devil," the main character, Frisbie, realizes that he has made a terrible mistake by telling his wife about kissing (and nearly bedding) a colleague after the office Christmas party. Instead of being lauded for his honesty, he is scolded and regrets being so candid. John Updike's "The Twelve Terrors of Christmas" is a laugh-out-loud meditation on Santa Claus ("If he's such a big shot, why is he drawing unemployment for 11 months of the year?"). Cartoons and images from The New Yorker holiday covers add a touch of whimsy. A nice addition for public libraries, whether or not they subscribe to The New Yorker, this is also a good choice for smaller academic libraries with more browseable collections.-Valeda Frances Dent, Hunter Coll. Lib., New York Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780812970845
Publisher:
Random House Publishing Group
Publication date:
10/18/2005
Edition description:
Reprint
Pages:
320
Product dimensions:
8.00(w) x 10.00(h) x 0.76(d)

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christmas in qatar
calvin trillin

(A new holiday classic, for those tiring of "White Christmas" and "Jingle Bells")

verse:
The shopping starts, and every store's a zoo.
I'm frantic, too: I haven't got a clue
Of what to get for Dad, who's got no hobby,
Or why Aunt Jane, who's shaped like a kohlrabi,
Wants frilly sweater sets, or where I'll .nd
A tie my loudmouthed Uncle Jack won't mind.
A shopper's told it's vital he prevails:
Prosperity depends on Christmas sales.
"Can't stop to talk," I say. "No time. Can't halt.
Economy could fail. Would be my fault."

chorus:
I'd like to spend next Christmas in Qatar,
Or someplace else that Santa won't .nd handy.
Qatar will do, although, Lord knows, it's sandy.
I need to get to someplace pretty far.
I'd like to spend next Christmas in Qatar.

verse:
Young Cousin Ned, his presents on his knees,
Says Christmas wrappings are a waste of trees.
Dad's staring, vaguely puzzled, at his gift.
And Uncle Jack, to give us all a lift,
Now tells a Polish joke he heard at work.
So Ned calls Jack a bigot and a jerk.
Aunt Jane, who knows that's true, breaks down and cries.
Then Mom comes out to help, and burns the pies.
Of course, Jack hates the tie. He'll take it back.
That's fair, because I hate my Uncle Jack.
I'd like to spend next Christmas in Tibet,
Or any place where folks cannot remember
That there is something special in December.
Tibet's about as far as you can get.
I'd like to spend next Christmas in Tibet.

verse:
Mom's turkey is a patriotic riddle:
It's red and white, plus bluish in the middle.
The blue's because the oven heat's not stable.
The red's from ketchup Dad snuck to the table.
Dad says he loves the eyeglass stand from me-
Unless a sock rack's what it's meant to be.
"A free-range turkey's best," Ned says. "It's pure."
"This hippie stuff," Jack says, "I can't endure."
They say goodbye, thank God. It's been a strain.
At least Jack's tie has got a ketchup stain.

chorus:
I'd like to spend next Christmas in Rangoon,
Or any place where Christmas is as noisy
As Buddhist holidays might be in Boise.
I long to hear Der Bingle smoothly croon,
"I'm dreaming of a Christmas in Rangoon"-
Or someplace you won't hear the Christmas story,
And reindeer's something eaten cacciatore.
I know things can't go on the way they are.
I'd like to spend next Christmas in Qatar.

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Christmas at the New Yorker: Stories, Poems, Humor, and Art 3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
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Very disappointed. I used to love reading the "New Yorker" magazine, so I was really looking forward to some interesting stories, but this selection is down right depressing and poorly written in most cases. Where these stories really published in the "New Yorker"? Hard to believe....