Stairway to Kevin

I'm Kevin. Freelance writer and communications professional in Boston. Majored in journalism and minored in memes.

Email: kevslane[at]gmail[dot]com
These dating tips were on every single page of Delightful, Steve Harvey’s new dating website (yes, that’s a thing now), which I decided to sign up for and write about for Boston.com. Spoiler alert: I did not find true love.

These dating tips were on every single page of Delightful, Steve Harvey’s new dating website (yes, that’s a thing now), which I decided to sign up for and write about for Boston.com. Spoiler alert: I did not find true love.

stop it jeffy you’re giving grandma the heebie-jeebies.

stop it jeffy you’re giving grandma the heebie-jeebies.

Today, a dream I’ve had since high school came true. I just finished my first day at the Boston Globe, where I’ll be working as a staff writer for the BDC Wire. I wrote my very first article about potato salad, which is coincidentally also something I’ve dreamed of since high school. I’d like to thank everyone in advance for tolerating what will likely be a disturbing increase in my self-promotion as I chase pageviews, relentlessly spamming  my 3000-word treatise on Pharrell’s Hat. Additional thanks to editors who let me write for them over the years, writers whose words made me strive to be half as good as they were at age 9, and my parents, for only occasionally suggesting law school.

Today, a dream I’ve had since high school came true. I just finished my first day at the Boston Globe, where I’ll be working as a staff writer for the BDC Wire. I wrote my very first article about potato salad, which is coincidentally also something I’ve dreamed of since high school. I’d like to thank everyone in advance for tolerating what will likely be a disturbing increase in my self-promotion as I chase pageviews, relentlessly spamming my 3000-word treatise on Pharrell’s Hat. Additional thanks to editors who let me write for them over the years, writers whose words made me strive to be half as good as they were at age 9, and my parents, for only occasionally suggesting law school.

I guess that’s a pun in the ostrichest sense of the term, but they’re really striching it.

I guess that’s a pun in the ostrichest sense of the term, but they’re really striching it.

me irl

me irl

This damn song.