Thoughts on Vegas

I'm not really sure how to process what happened in Las Vegas last night. For those of you who don't know, up until a couple months ago I was a news photographer in Las Vegas. That means if I hadn't made the decision to focus on my novel, I'd've been at Mandalay Bay with my comrades covering the whole event.

I've covered bad stuff before, but never anything of the magnitude and enormity of this shooting. I've been to Mandalay Bay countless time. I've seen the Route 91 festival before. I've covered that area of the Strip so often, I can't help but wonder if I would've been there when this happened.

I watched KTNV's coverage of the event and it brought tears to my eyes as the death toll rose. I just can't imagine what would go through a man's mind to make him want to commit such a random act of incredible violence against completely innocent bystanders. It's unfathomable. I really don't even know what to say about.

I don't have a way to tie this into my book. Sorry about that. Hopefully tomorrow will be more light hearted post.

For all my comrades in the media that spent the night covering the event, uncertain of your own safety, thank you.