I started reading the first Writer in Residence book about life onboard the USS George H. W. Bush aircraft carrier.
Dyer comes across as a bit of a bore, offering up a self-portrait of a duffer but still behind it prickly, smug and self-involved. He referrers to the photographer that accompanies him as "the snapper", affects to be indifferent to that person's experience; an affected boorishness.
Sometimes his sentences clunk with non-sequiturs but when he writes reportage his imagery is striking and immediately conjures a scene into the imagination. Every now and then he drops a well-observed detail, the sailor with a black eye, the catapult shuttle returning to position.
The photography works as well, supplementing the words, telling its own story without being in competition.
It's expensive but so far an interesting purchase.