This should explain it...I watched the innovation of internet suck the ink -- including my name --right off the pages of the very magazines that I wrote for while working at The Discovery Channel.As managing editor for a travel magazine, one by one I witnessed wall tacks fall to the ground from a world map - each a plotted destination (to be my stories) -and then stick themselves to the souls of my shoes. When the last of the tacks (Anchorage, Alaska) had inadvertently bonded itself to me, we left together, out the door of the penniless venture.As assistant producer for a NY City independen more...
