Sitting on a plane yesterday morning flying from Melbourne to Newcastle I enjoyed watching how people nearby interacted with magazines. It was like I was in the magazine fan zone of the plane, magazines were the entertainment medium of choice.
To my left was a lady devouring Madison. I say devouring because she was reading it from front to back, taking her time. At one point, I saw her brush a photo gently with her hand as if she wanted to feel the dress in the shoot.
Across the aisle and to the right, a lady was reading Prevention, making notes on what looked like a TO DO list, underlining points of interest and folding back page corners for future reference. It was like the magazine was guiding changes in her life.
Across the aisle and in the row in front, a guy was drooling over Street Machine – he didn’t turn the page that often, he’d look at a photo and then look away as if carried by a dream.
Next to my Prevention lady was an older couple sharing Take 5 and That’s Life, taking turns to make moves on puzzles.
I had been watching for some time before I realised that I don’t often notice magazines beyond the newsagent perspective.
The level of interaction and obvious enjoyment was heart warming.
Newsagents and those who work in newsagencies work hard putting out new issues of magazines, removing from the shelves old issues, keeping the displays tidy, and managing the department in many other ways. It’s hard work. I suspect that many of us don’t get time to interact with magazines as I noticed my fellow travellers did yesterday morning.
Magazines we sell in our shops help people change their lives, dream wonderful dreams, keep brain active and feel good.