Dec 14, 2009 23:27
So it's the last full week of the internship. I feel like our editors just want us gone, after telling us last week that we're the worst class in three years I can't imagine why. Still I feel I've done my best work as a journalist here so far. I've gotten a chance to cover news that usualy only the top folks in the state get to cover, and I've done it well, for the most part.
So where have I come from? My fear of calling stangers is all but gone now. Everyone has it, journalist vary often have it worse. However I've just gotten used to it. I put on my smooth radio voice and and call up the folks I need to hear from, and then try to impress upon them just how important I feel their words are to my piece.
I've learn a lot more about reporting, and my note taking has become a lot better. I can tie a tie and look like a snappy dresser. I can detect bulshit from a mile off. I have so much to learn you can't even begin to grasp it.
Everything I mentioned is only the very tip of the iceberg as far as my evolution as a journalist.
where am I going? Back to school for another semester, and then the big wide world. I don't know where from there. I don't think anyone does. I've always worked in a "I'll wing it" sort of manner. I don't organize, and it can affect my progress. However, I've noticed that you can't really fully plan for the future, and at the young age of 23 I can't see why I'd want to. I want to take things as they come. I want to go out and grab a job in some random place, just pack up and go work for some news paper somewhere out there. It sounds slightly immature, and in a way it is. however I'm ok with it. I can feel the wind at my back, I'd like to set sail