Front of Book

theamericanprospect:

I don’t like blurbs and brights and containables—such awful words—and see little value when every other writer is merely out-shouting another on the issues. Show, don’t tell, is still the way to move someone’s conscience, maybe even touch their heat. Maybe we are too thick for that now, or too impatient, but I liked it when this craft took a while to appreciate, when a story took three beers or two whiskeys or a quart of iced tea to get through, and maybe a tomato sandwich. I am a dinosaur.

Oxford American asked journalists “What did you learn on the streets that you didn’t learn in journalism school?”

(via theparisreview)