When I Was 11, My Dad Killed My Mom
John-Michael Schneider

Excellent piece and very brave of you to take this on. I used to cover stories like this when I was young and not fully aware of the emotional freight. Even then, I would come home and be in a kind of shock. If you can bear to write it, perhaps later on, this could be a book — I think it’s time for a new and thoughtful analysis, and perhaps defense, of what journalists do, a response to Janet Malcolm’s book, The Journalist and The Murderer, which I always thought was deeply unfair. And it’s very much what we are thinking about now as writers — the point of view of the people in the story, as well as the deeper reflection a story deserves from us as individuals. I’m sorry for your losses and I wish you the best in your career.

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