Seattle Metropolitan, the award-winning magazine of quirkily numbered lists launched in March 2006, is seeking an editor. For some reason, they failed to include a punchy little list in their job posting on Craigslist, so we took a whack at "metropolitanizing" it.
If you're interested in joining the Seattle Met editorial team, first ask yourself these questions. That's right, we're asking you to introspect. It won't hurt!
1) Can I generate and execute imaginative lifestyle and service features? (Nothing illegal! We know, the way it's worded makes you think...but no.)
2) Do I know how to recruit and manage (Nothing illegal!) writers?
3) Have I produced polished, high-quality copy on tight deadlines? Would I keep doing that day in and day out without cease?
4) Do I have 2 to 5 years experience in editing and service journalism at a national, regional, or city magazine? And, like, nothing went lawsuit-y wrong?
5) Has anyone told me I have smart, crisp writing that’s a pleasure to read? Original ideas? (And not snarkily, either; it doesn't count if they were being bitchy about it.)
6) Being honest, can I visualize (list-like) layouts and collaborate well with designers? (We know, no one collaborates well with designers; we just have to ask.)
7) Have I edited home and garden, real estate, sports, and outdoors stories? Have I edited them into kicky little lists?
Okay, you're almost finished! If you answered Yes! to a lot of these questions, you should submit your materials.



I appreciate your revision. This magazine embarrasses me, as it does you, and could we boycott the advertisers so it just goes away? It makes us not metropolitan, but even more provincial. Where is the feature that leads, "Top 43 Reasons Why Downtown is a Ghost Town by Six in the Evening Any Given Weekday"?
It's funny you mention that, jeverettr--it's the first thing that struck me when I moved to SF, how bustling the downtown was after work. I would actually like to see the list you suggest.
Oh, I don't think Seattle Met is that embarrassing; it just kills me to think of the staff always having to come up with another goddamn list. I picture them getting all Clouseau's Commissioner about it, with the blinking and twitching.