I had a powerful moment of reflection when applying for the Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute’s Journalism fellowship last year. I realized I didn’t have many clips I was proud of. I was spinning my wheels online. I didn’t get in. I would say over 5 years, my animal instincts were enhanced to the point where I could guess how many clicks the wolf-whistling mob would provide my website with a high level of confidence, but my intellect was dulled and my patience for books and feature length films was non-existent.

— Brian “don’t hate the player, hate the game” Lam (He’s right.)