I'm Chris. Salutations!
Born in Topeka, Kansas but taught to fear Jesus in the mighty Northern Virginia suburbs, I quit the East Coast after college for an extended stay in the placid surfer’s paradise of Ventura, CA, where I wrote for an alt-weekly. After earning a screenwriting degree from UCLA, I worked for a magician for a while, but was eventually seduced back east by the District’s pedestrian-accessible charms.
My writing appears regularly in The Washington City Paper, Monkey See (NPR's pop-culture blog), The Dissolve, The Village Voice, and Slate. I've written for The Washington Post a lot and The Guardian, PASTE and The Indian Express a little. I teach boxing on the side. Orson Welles is my hero. Loves: running, comic books, thunderstorms, old time radio drama, live drums. Hates: treadmills, reality TV, Auto-Tune.
Here is a flattering review of my life by ace Poynter media reporter Andrew Beaujon!
I was a 2009 NEA Institute Fellow, and in esteemed company as such.
I was also a 2012 AltWeekly Awards finalist in the category of Arts Criticism, circulation 50,000 and above. That, too, is a fancy crowd and I am honored to be among them.
E-mail me at snakeoilck at gmail if you want.