Honestly, I’ve never paid much attention to the articles that say the sky is falling and journalism as we know it is ending. I’m much more interested in the articles that say yes, journalism and communications is changing, but this is how we can apply what we already know to what we don’t know, and the new skills that we need to learn. Continue reading
It feels like my sense of time is pretty twisted. I’m an OK judge when it comes to estimating how long a task might take me, or how long it will take me to get from Point A to Point B, but I can totally get sucked into a project and look up, hours later, convinced maybe a half hour has passed. Then there’s days when I’m looking at the clock every two minutes. Continue reading
Being a journalist, I don’t like admitting that I’m an introvert. It makes me feel like I shouldn’t be good at my job — if I’m uncomfortable around people, how do I make those cold calls, understand people’s stories and approach people in general? Continue reading
It’s probably a little odd, but there is a stack of newspapers on my kitchen table that I go through and edit, whenever I feel like it or whenever I have a chance. The point? Just for myself, and just to learn. It gives me an opportunity to look up CP rules that I wouldn’t otherwise, or exposes me to a layout I wouldn’t have created myself. Continue reading
It’s a little bit of a cop-out, but the reason I haven’t been blogging lately is because there’s a lot going on right now that I either don’t want to talk about or can’t talk about. (That said, if you want to ask me something personally, go for it. I may hem and haw but I rarely avoid direct questions.)
My Twitter favourites and Google Reader is getting pretty backlogged though, and at first I thought about just going through and tweeting a bunch of interesting links, but maybe a short note on this will suffice. Continue reading
Trying to find a way to explain how I got into editing as a senior journalism student is turning out to be about as hard as I anticipated.
In case I don’t spend enough time at my job, this realization has been following me around for a little while now: nearly all of my friends are journalists. Even my best friend, who is finishing her business degree, is my best friend because we both started in the journalism program.
This shouldn’t be a huge surprise — I did, after all, spend four years with these people, sometimes for 22 hours at a time, sometimes at 3 in the morning editing the newspaper, sometimes just because we’re friends and like to hang out together.