I feel like Eminem at the end of 8 Mile

So, 2015 was the year I learned to hate the media and love myself.

I realized I had to choose one or the other. I realized I was slowly being driven crazy by my obsession with the machinations of media companies, my infatuations with…

Slouching towards relevance

Just about midsummer I quit the job I’d been simmering unhappily in for months. I left for a few of reasons: because free dinner Tuesdays disappeared in the austere new year, because I felt myself sinking into the quicksand of complacency, but mainly because I saw little…

Year in Review

2015 was the year that I forced myself to become a writer. Before, even though I'd write something that landed on a website every now and again, I had lots of other jobs I could tell people I had: student, barista, video store clerk. But in February, I left the video store to work at an internship…

Diversify, Diversify, Diversify: My 2015 in Review

Sports writing is my third career. After college, I worked on political campaigns and for candidates after they were elected to office. Then I went to law school, and ended up practicing law for most of the next 18 years, with a few breaks to…