In February 2014, veteran CBC journalist Renée Pellerin led a team of national health reporters covering the release of a report by Canadian researchers. It showed mammography screening “resulted in a high rate of over-diagnosis.” Pellerin wasn’t surprised. In the 1990s, she’d produced a CBC Marketplace documentary, which made a similar point: “the evidence that screening saved lives was weak.”
Jason Murray (MFA 2016) had already written one novel and a book of poetry through another college writing program, but he was keen to explore nonfiction — and to get published.
It was the spring of 2014, and Lauren McKeon — award-winning freelance writer and editor of This Magazine — was “stuck in bed with a broken leg.” She had time to think.
“At first I’m calm as the trees fall. But suddenly a rat’s nest of wood, bent horizontal and cribbed into the trees above us, comes down in a rush of a hundred machine gun snaps. Trees caught in the nest flail around before hitting the ground. Our eyes dart everywhere, trying to keep track of every moment. Trees break free and swing themselves like catapults. Splintered chunks of wood slash through the air like propellers… Falling trees is the most dangerous job in North America.”
Close to four dozen faculty, mentors, alumni, current students, publishing industry professionals and friends of King’s Master of Fine Arts in Creative Nonfiction program gathered in Toronto November 20, 2016, to meet prospective MFA students.
Kim Pittaway, an accomplished publishing professional, will join the University of King’s College’s MFA in Creative Nonfiction program as Executive Director. She brings deep industry experience in writing, editing, publishing and management consulting to the graduate program in Halifax.
Spencer Osberg’s own backstory to The War Show begins in Lebanon in August 2012. The 2003 King’s Bachelor of Journalism grad — then the editor of Beirut-based Executive Magazine — met two young Syrian men at an electronic music festival. They were, he would recall, “taking a break from the revolution to smoke hash, trip on acid, and stomp barefoot in the dancing pit. We became friends and they invited me into their world.”