Journalist/Writer Christopher Hitchens for Good Weekend
The gift Christopher Hitchens gave me when he answered the door at his apartment wasn't a stiff drink (though that was repeatedly offered), but something photographers dream of getting with their subjects-- complete honesty and an utter lack of care about how he looked. The only caveat was his sensitivity to light, so I did my best not to blast him with any direct light.
And no, I didn't end up drinking with Mr. Hitchens. Against my better judgment, I refused all drink offers, though in retrospect downing a few drinks might have given me even more time with him. Here's a few more that I liked from the shoot.