“I was feeling unfulfilled and, frankly, rather crappy about everything. I wasn’t going anywhere and neither was the rest of the world. We were all just hanging around waiting to die and meanwhile doing little things to fill the space. Some of us weren’t even doing little things. We were vegetables. I was one of those. I don’t know what kind of vegetable I was. I felt like a turnip. I lit a cigar, inhaled, and pretended that I knew what the hell.”
Art Director Rowen Tabusa did both the slide show and the print layout. I especially love the print version for looking Lost-y with the bamboo grove background and for being smack in the center of the magazine. heh. It’s quite the popular story online, too, with two thirds of our total visitors taking a look at it.
Tho it doesn’t seem like it would be, this was actually a challenging piece. I was dealing with lots of different people—from ABC and each of the locations; trolling LOST fan sites for information; and trying to verify everything I was getting. Which isn’t so different from what I always do, but was a lot for such a short story. Unfortunately one major mistake crept into the print version, but it was corrected in the slide show (quite cleverly, I thought).
Modest as it is, the story feels like another deliberate baby step forward in the integration of print and online storytelling for Mālamalama magazine.
Since I last updated the links in my list of published articles, HI Luxury posted all their content online. Nicely done! View my author archive. Will have a new story listed there in the April/May 2010 issue. :~j
Got a killer URL and am building a site which I hope to monetize. Will it (soft) launch next week? No promises…
BONUS: July 2009 Atelier Hawai’i web extra production about a summer painting course. Helped conceptualize the video, conduct and edit the interviews (content) and write the script. This came together well.
A few weeks ago Sebastian Horsley was headed to the U.S. to begin a media tour for his recently published memoir Dandy in the Underworld, in which he “chronicles his life as an artist, a junkie and a self-professed dandy. . . . painting himself as a misogynist, a sexual deviant and a narcissist.” [Publisher's Weekly] He was questioned by U.S. officials for eight hours at Liberty International Airport in Newark, New Jersey before being sent back to England.
Lucille Cirillo, a spokeswoman for the New York office of United States Customs and Border Protection. . . in an e-mail message, said that under a waiver program that allows British citizens to enter the United States without a visa, “travelers who have been convicted of a crime involving moral turpitude (which includes controlled-substance violations) or admit to previously having a drug addiction are not admissible.” [NY Times]
And now you are “not admissible” if you have been convicted of a “crime involving moral turpitude” — even if you have already suffered whatever penalty might have been imposed and are now free, although you are not free to enter the United States — or if you “admit to previously having a drug addiction.” Obviously, you should lie about it.
But obviously, if you’ve written a book about said turpitude, it becomes more difficult to lie, even, apparently, for a man who has gone on record saying, “It’s better to be quotable than honest.”