Rock you like a hurrican. . . Yeah. I know. I know. But let's just pretend like I didn't totally punk out for the past couple of months and get down to business.
I'm still working part time, writing sports stories for the local paper. I have been getting more hours lately, and they finally gave me a key. But the hours are still nowhere near enough to live off of, and they didn't give me the password to the security system so I can really only use the key when there are people there. But you know, it's progress.
For the most part, the events I'm sent to are the ones that the boss doesn't want to go to. So I'm usually writing stories about blowouts or about competitive cheer meets (I may write about cheerleading at a later date). Occassionally, I'll get lucky, and two bad teams will face off, and I'll get to see a close game. But most of the time I consider any game that ends with fewer than twenty points between the teams to be a closely contested battle. But still, I'm enjoying it. I'm learning a bit more each time out, and I like everyone I've worked with both at the paper and at the schools we cover. I've actually started to get to the point where people in the local sports circle are recognizing me. Of course, half of them think I'm a talent scout. But you know, baby steps. . .
Speaking of baby steps. . . I'm pretty sure that's what this is. Instead of a bigass post filling in the past two monthes, I'm going to give you guys a bunch of melt-in-your-mouth-not-in-your-hand-sized chunks. If you chouldn't tell, this was the first chunk. . .
I'm glad to be back (20).
Yay, yay, yay! He's back!!!!!
ReplyDeleteHey, welcome back to the blogosphere! I missed your posts. Baby steps add up eventually -- keep at it. :)
ReplyDeleteOk, two posts in one night is a little over the top, but the next blog on my blogroll was sporting this quote and it sounded like something you'd like and appreciate (or mabye it's because you've posted it here before):
ReplyDelete"Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes. Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly. Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate or despise, serves to defeat us in the end. What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy and strength, if faced with an open mind. Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such." -- Henry Miller
tz - woo and hoo. . .
ReplyDeleteime - Thank you for that quote. It is. . . I want to say amazing. But, in my head, amazing tastes a little sarcastic. So instead I'll say it makes me want to read lots and lots of Henry Miller. (Do you think the library has a copy of Tropic of Cancer?) One more time, thank you.