NAME: Shelby Hodge | AGE: “Old enough to order Cristal” | HOMETOWN: Houston | QUALIFICATIONS: Society columnist for the Houston Chronicle from 1991—2009 / Editor-at-large of CultureMap (“Houston’s daily digital magazine”) / Has attended more than one hundred social events since January
Edwin “Bud” Shrake, who died earlier this year at age 77, was one of the best writers Texas has ever produced. His ten novels explored two centuries of Texas history and culture, a range so daring that it sometimes baffled editors, critics, and even friends. Shrake had the ability to go anywhere. In But Not for Love and Strange Peaches he rendered perfectly the carousing darkness within the soul of the Dallas elite.
NAME: Roland Martin | AGE: 40 | HOMETOWN: Houston | QUALIFICATIONS: CNN contributor / Nationally syndicated columnist / Special correspondent for Essence magazine / Senior analyst for the Tom Joyner Morning Show / Blogger for Essence.com / Constantly updates his Web site, Twitter feed, YouTube channel, and Facebook fan page
Twice I had the honor—that’s what it was—of interviewing Walter Cronkite. The first time was in September 2003, in the restaurant at the Regency Hotel, in New York, where Mr. Cronkite met me for breakfast and an extended talk about the state of journalism. He was clearly hobbled by various ailments and slowed by age—he was then 86—and he was extremely hard of hearing, a challenge in a loud and crowded room.
Meet Natalie “Nate” Cross (Natalie Raitano), a tomboy by breeding (her father taught her to hunt animals when she would have much rather been playing with dolls) who’s now all grown up, with bee-stung lips, a yoga-rific body, a glow-in-the-dark-tattoo-covered back, and a reputation as one of the finest assassins around. In the Internet series Pink, co-created by the Dallas-based team of Blake Calhoun and Mike Maden, an incarcerated Nate strikes a Faustian bargain with the warden (Sheree J.
From Day One, Barack Obama becomes the country’s crisis manager—facing the fierce urgency of huge expectations. Problem is, he’ll be taking fire from both sides of the partisan divide.
Evan Smith: You’ve agreed to moderate the presidential debate at Hofstra University, in New York, on October 15. Why do you enjoy that sort of thing?
Take it from us: Print is so not dead, and all these “online journalists” are just a bunch of DIY wannabes without credentials or credibility. Some of them even have an agenda! But Kuff (which is what everyone calls him) is different. More substantive. More authoritative. More, well, like us.
This month, over at Texas Monthly, the magazine, they’re celebrating their thirty-fifth anniversary. Congratulations, print people. Drink up. Because pretty soon, the entire editorial department will be forced into “early retirement,” and I’ll be the last one standing. (I’ve been waiting for Evan Smith’s corner office for far too long.)