Dear Jon from Alaska, F— off.

Jon from Alaska comments on one of my recent columns about my troubles with Iowa’s unemployment office: “You could get a job. Just a thought.” First, fuck off, Jon. I don’t know you. You don’t know me. Let’s keep it that way. I can say things like that now. I don’t work for media companiesContinue reading “Dear Jon from Alaska, F— off.”

An Iowa State Trooper killed in the line of duty, a school shooting and another Black man killed by a cop in Minneapolis? These are the days I don’t miss journalism.

Many days I miss being a journalist. The job could be great fun. And the people, oh the characters, I met. There are so many stories I don’t dare share publicly that still make me laugh. I also worked alongside some of the most entertaining humans one will ever know. This proves less and lessContinue reading “An Iowa State Trooper killed in the line of duty, a school shooting and another Black man killed by a cop in Minneapolis? These are the days I don’t miss journalism.”

Thoughts on teaching journalistic writing

My friend Ken Fuson, the greatest writer in the history of the Des Moines Register, died in January. I wrote the news obituary about his death. My first paragraph: “Ken Fuson would have written this better.” I feel the same way as I explore my thoughts about writing and teaching writing as I study atContinue reading “Thoughts on teaching journalistic writing”