A philosophy, psychology and history student at my university, I never attended a single journalism class and gained a foothold as a reporter in the face of adversity. My lowest point as a fleddling journalist was getting hired by a small town newpaper that, I later learned, painfully, did not exist. By dint of stubborness and unwillingness to experiment with other fields, I became a devoted practitioner of explanatory journalism, from roots in "alternative" weekly newspapers (especially The Berkeley Barb and Willamette Week in Portland) to prime-time assignments on major dailies, such as The San Jose Mercury News and The Wall Street Journal, where I was first the lead Silicon Vallley writer and later a roving global correspondent based in London. Alomg the way, I made forays into column writing on innovation for The New York Times and magazine writing for Time Inc.'s magazines, Technology Review, Mother Jones, The New Republic and Spectrum. By the end of my immersive experience as a scribe, I came to view myself as a literary journalist, a promoter of public understanding and a teller of true human tales.
Literary Journalism became the label for my brand of reportage, and also the foundation for an academic approach to the study of non-fiction as literature. At Arizona State University, I designed a small program for scientists and scholars under the rubric of "Masters of Non-fiction," both to promote an appreciation for fine writing about the real world and to teach foundational skills for practice. Among the models I extolled was George Orwell (above).