I ran over an already dead snake with my pickup truck today. Unavoidably. It was on a rural two-lane highway. I’d come around a gentle bend and didn’t see it reaching into the lane from the right edge until it was too late. When it happened, I shuddered. It was Read more…
I clashed with my editor when I was a high school sports writer at a suburban newspaper chain in St. Louis. Dennis was a peaceable man in his 50s who seemed to have resigned himself to this life of high school athletes and coaches and sports seasons. To deadlines and Read more…
Davis, we’ll call him, was an editor at National Geographic magazine for decades. His advice to me in the early aughts, and no doubt to countless young adults throughout the years, photographers and otherwise, was to broaden my diet. Don’t study just photojournalism to learn photojournalism. Read poetry. Listen to Read more…
I am committing to a new writing practice, a memoir/essay series that I will publish weekly on this blog for at least 52 weeks. I’m calling it “Among Other Things.” I see beauty, value and power in this creative practice that is worth exploring in a way I have not Read more…