S ome years ago, when I was an MFA student studying fiction at Boston University, I read Hemingway’s Death in the Afternoon for the first time. As I turned over the last page, my reaction was, in ...

If you had asked my slightly younger ass three years ago why I wrote a movie about an 18-year-old who meets her 39-year-old self during a life-changing mushroom trip while camping with her friends, I ...

This third entry in an occasional series from Roy Peter Clark, who witnessed the Poynter Institute’s founding, explores its history in honor of its 50th anniversary. It would be hard to estimate how ...