Snapshots of moments that will never come around again

Author Karl Whitney examines how passing time shapes his writing as he sifts through the raw material of his notes to select the fragments that need to be gathered and pieced together to create a story

Karl Whitney on editing your own work: 'You splurge it all on the page and then go back and tidy it up.'

My father, who died almost two years ago, often had a camera in his hand. 

The one I remember best was a Canon Snappy 50, a black plastic model whose relative heft lent it, at least to my mind, the sturdy quality of a piece of military hardware.