It’s memorial day, but there will be no brats fired up on the barbecue. No sales celebrating the rise of summer. And for fuck’s sake, there will be no thanking living, breathing veterans for their service.
When I was in kindergarten, I went missing. I was supposed to walk to the babysitter’s house after school, but when I got there she wasn’t home. I was a confused and a little scared. So I walked back to the school and told the principal I didn’t know what…
I told a friend that I was leaving for my first trip to Europe. She told me to have fun “standing on old sidewalks”. I smiled at the statement. It was the type of response I expect from her and why I love her so. I didn’t think about the…
“Today is the first day…” The phrase is so tired and hackneyed that I can’t bring myself to regurgitate the ending. It carries echoes of lost causes. You’ll hear this fortune cookie wisdom oft imparted by folks with nothing left to say as they settle back into their armchairs and…
A good critique is an acquired taste. You have to deal with a lot of bad experiences that lead you to those good ones happen along the way. So what makes a good critique.
I once took a job for a friend as a dialogue editor on a pretty major production. What I didn’t anticipate was getting screwed over by a friend.
The secret to good podcasting is good content and taste, not in the flimsy hope that some microphone with gold flecking is going to make you sound like a superhero.
I was recently compiling some of my old articles for a portfolio when I noticed something funny about them. All of my articles had lengthy paragraphs added to them endorsing a one-button recording solution that I outspokenly would not and cannot endorse.