skinema book

When I started writing there was no such thing as the internet. Cars were still new. I think fire had just been discovered two years earlier. We used to have to write up hill in the snow, both ways. It was tough. We made our own ink from the blood of lambs and we liked it! Kids nowadays have it way easier and I couldn't be more jealous. Recently a kid came and interviewed me for his college journalism class. He told me he used to read Big Brother when he was in Kindergarten; I wanted to vomit. He asked me my advice on how to become a writer. Normally I tell college kids that ask me this question to drop out of school because there's no money in it, only debt. The only way to get started is to get started. But this time I actually took a second to think about my answer and I told him to start a blog. That is this generations answer to a portfolio or sponsor-me tape. Then I went and dug out my old worn, torn leather portfolio case that I used to tote around NYC to show to potential freelance clients at meetings. I laughed at how absurd that idea is now, basically playing door-to-door salesman armed only with my clips and a few pitches. Now you can simply email some links and get an answer in 10 minutes; it took me longer than that to drive to the Holland Tunnel. As I sat flipping through my old portfolio I thought about the pending death of magazines and how my entire career is lost to attics and landfills. Then I thought about all the magazines I've been saving for my sons for the past 15 years and how they probably are not going to want to hold onto hundreds of pounds of decaying paper. So I decided to spare them the trouble and have all my old work scanned onto a single harddrive for them as well as post everything here as a reference tool for other interviewers. I hope you enjoy it. And just know there's tons more still to be scanned; hopefully soon I'll have it all up here.

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