Category Archives: profiles
The Story That Never Ran
Moby at home – Room 100 Magazine
23andMe Founder Anne Wojcicki – WSJ Magazine
Gumball 3000 feature from Maxim
12 Hours with Pharrell — WSJ Magazine
Everyone wants a piece of Pharrell these days, and somehow he finds enough to go around… on that day it was Hans Zimmer, Mayer Hawthorne, and Wiz Khalifa.
HER: Spike Jonze and Humberto Leon Interview, WSJ
Matthew Goode
British actor Matthew Goode talks about country living and why he hates method acting…
Truffle Dogs
TEACHING OLD DOGS NEW TRICKS, a tale of culinary canines and the birth of American truffle farming…
Brandon Flowers: The Killers Inside Me
Brian Grazer, A Day In The Life–WSJ Magazine
Oh Captain, My Captain: How Cruise Lines Avoid Blame
Tracked: Jeffrey Deitch, WSJ Magazine
WSJ Journal Concierge: Seattle
The Roe Less Traveled
A Novel By Stinson Carter
Click to listen to my interviews on NPR about False River
False River NPR Interview ver. 1
False River NPR Interview ver. 2
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Watch False River Promo Video below, featuring William Faulkner’s Nobel Prize acceptance speech and painting by Louisiana artist Sam Rigling.
WSJ Adventure & Travel
Cruise Ship Confidential
Lurking below the passenger decks of every cruise ship is a hidden wonderland inhabited by third-world laborers, sex-crazed dancers, nocturnal engineers, and nomadic magicians. Welcome aboard.… click to read full story
Playboy
SEX ON CAMPUS
Interviews by Stinson Carter
Playboy Magazine
October, 2009
From the Playbill: College is where most of us finally get the freedom to figure out who we are. Which makes it fertile ground for our Sex On Campus 2009 Feature. Stinson Carter reports from the front lines.
As school gets back in session, Playboy takes an inside look at the secret sex lives and steamy side jobs of six all-American college girls… click to read
False River Chapter Excerpt
False River (novel excerpt)
By Stinson Carter
The Cathedral bells knocked Cam out of dreamless sleep into a cold and dewy Sunday morning. As the clangs rattled his teeth, he crawled out from the hibiscus bushes to get a jump on the morning Mass crowd.
He hopped the fence onto Royal Street and drew stares from a horse-drawn carriage passing by with the day’s first batch of tourists. The driver was warming up his hangover voice with lies about ghosts and old battles––weaving a peculiar history in which Napoleon and Andrew Jackson were not only contemporaries, but even fought alongside one another in the Battle of New Orleans. It was clear to Cam that the twenty-dollars these Yankees paid wasn’t for the history lesson as much as for the sound of horse hooves clacking on the cobblestones.
As the carriage went off and left things quiet again, the silence of an empty Sunday morning street handed him the hard truth that sleeping in the St. Louis Cathedral prayer garden left him no less tired than he was when he collapsed there at 4am, and thanks to the fresh topsoil he was as dirty as he was stranded. He knew if he was going to have a fighting chance of somehow conning forty bucks by the day’s last Greyhound to Shreveport, he’d have to find a way to look presentable at best and trustworthy at least… click to read novel excerpt