I’m tugged by a pair of gravitational forces, which for years refused to compromise and led to indecision, frustration, and tapped motivation. Yanking at one side of me is my lifelong work as a writer. I’ve spent the bulk of...
Somewhere buried in all these boxes and piles of assorted things — notebooks, office supplies, a random sock, photographs — lies the cold remains of an unfinished manuscript. It might be found on one of these four external hard drives....
I couldn’t recall the last time I put much thought into photography. Months maybe. Other than an hour of capturing maternity portraits of my wife on the Jersey Shore back in the Spring, I largely felt a diminished drive for...
