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My newest column, “The Unexamined Fact is a Rattlesnake” (yes, that’s a Didion quote), is up now at Specter Literary Magazine. I talk about facts, truth-telling, narrative and storytelling, and why it’s better to walk in the dark sometimes. Alone. Oh, and a touch of true crime.

“In the beginning of October, a well-known podiatrist in a small town drove his black Mercedes behind a vacant Big Lots and shot himself in the chest.

Months before, county police had begun assembling evidence which suggested that this then-alive doctor had been involved in something fishy involving child pornography. This led to an investigation, wherein some of the doctor’s property, including hard drives, CDs and DVDs, was confiscated.

The local news articles were difficult to understand. One article mentioned a police report made by a “concerned parent,” referring to an “incident” of an undisclosed nature that was supposedly related to the doctor.”

You can read the full column here.