Tempest Tossed
So I wrote a story for City Weekly on Terry Tempest Williams. It wasn't brilliant. It wasn't going to win me, or the paper, a Pulitzer. Catalyst editor Greta deJong called it "nice." I agree in the "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" definition of the term.
This week City Weekly published a letter from Skola Pomodi mocking my writing ability, more specifically the perceived lack of ability. Jake Parkinson "took a compelling story about one of the most interesting and controversial figures in Utah today and managed to make it fall flat on its face." The letter continues: "If you want a free lesson (and thank God it was free!) in how not to write an article, read Jake Parkinson."
When I first read Pomodi's comments I felt sick. It sucks to get ripped in a public forum. Then I realized the hack had reverted to a terrible cliche to explain his (or her) point that I can't write.
Maybe I can't, but I hope Skola Pomodi falls flat on his assface.