I don’t believe in guilty pleasures. If you f&cking like something, like it.—Dave Grohl When I was coaching high school cross country three years ago, our team would play the same two songs on the bus-ride back from each race: Sweet Escape by Gwen Stefani and What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction. The former somehow—slowly—grew… Continue reading A Sign Of The Times

Two Fridays ago, I had the fun privilege of giving a talk on the creative process, storytelling, and my work in general at a 9th grade creative writing class taught by my good pal, Jeff. Jeff teaches at St. Sebastian’s School—or Seb’s as the cool kids call it—an all-dudes Catholic school very similar to where… Continue reading Johnny Peacock

Two Saturdays ago, at around 2pm, I was getting ready to go to the Red Sox-Cubs game. When I say getting ready, I mean checking and re-checking my pockets to make sure I had the tickets, performing a few standard, superstitious pre-game rituals (touching the same Big Papi newspaper clip from 2004 while listening to… Continue reading Lights. Camera. MACtion.

The importance of the writer is continuous; I think it’s socially not terribly rewarding, but that’s not the point; his importance, I think, is that he has to describe things which other people are too busy to describe. — James Baldwin (from Nobody Knows My Name. I’ve been on a real Baldwin kick recently after… Continue reading All a-Bored!