On July 1, I became editor of Johns Hopkins Magazine. I was already deep into a complicated feature story on pain science, so the plan was for Catherine Pierre, who was promoted to interim communications director, to co-edit the forthcoming issue with me. But Catherine had to step right up to her new duties, which meant I was on my own finishing the magazine. So time for blogging has been in short supply.
Today, though, there’s an interlude before I have to start writing captions and heads and cover lines. Speaking of . . .
A batch of striking covers have appeared in my mailbox in the last month. First up, great minds think alike:
The Carolina Alumni Review cover is for a special food issue, which includes recipes from alumni cooks. As a resident of Baltimore, I must take exception to Robert Stehling’s recipe for crab cakes. It calls for diced bread. You do not, under any circumstances, sir, put filler like bread in a crab cake. That sort of thing will get you in trouble in Baltimore.
Next . . . excuse me, but your cover is dripping:
Finally, there’s this one. Just because it’s so pretty:
More to come in the days ahead, because how much work could this new editor gig be?