Sometimes I worry that my job as a journalist is not only to convey information to the public, but to make the people that I talk with sound like intelligent human beings.
Even when everything they’ve said to me is in obvious contradiction to that.
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Sometimes I worry that my job as a journalist is not only to convey information to the public, but to make the people that I talk with sound like intelligent human beings.
Even when everything they’ve said to me is in obvious contradiction to that.
So I met up with this great freelance writer for tips about how to pitch stories, write stories, get paid for stories, etc. We chatted for an hour and a half, and I’m now going to be helping him out with some background research.
Overall, the meeting went swimmingly.
I just really hope he wasn’t the guy in the Jeep Wrangler that I almost rammed into upon leaving our coffee shop meeting place.
Here’s for hopin’.
I don’t know why I like the corn-syrup-and-artificial-flavoring-laden types of “maple syrup” better than the original stuff that comes straight from a tree trunk, but I’m of the opinion that it has more to do with flaws in my tastebuds than in my personhood … or at least that’s what I hope.
OK ladies and gents. According to Thesaurus.com, today’s Word Of the Day (WOD) is “darkle.”
Meaning: to grow dark, gloomy, etc.
Some suggested usages:
When the storm clouds rolled in and it began to darkle, I accidentally knocked over an old lady in my rush to get inside before the rain.
As his brow furrowed and lips pursed, I could tell that the poet’s mood had darkled.
“Damn!,” Horace exclaimed. “My white shirt darkled in the laundry when I washed it with a navy sweatshirt!”
Not that I’m exactly a pro or anything yet, but it’s in bad journalistic form to ask to interview someone who passed away three years ago … whoops.