It’s not like I haven’t been writing since my last post (in August, really that long???). Since I resumed my journalistic career, the stories have flowed. But since they’re all political or local stories, I didn’t think they would make good blog material. I know others probably disagree and love to argue politics. As an old-school journalist, though, I hope my stories don’t tend one way or another. I’ve prided myself on others telling me they thought my stories were fair and balanced.
So conquering this blogging challenge has included taking a few steps back, catching my breath and now Continue reading “Conquering this writing challenge”
At times over the last few years, it has seemed I’ve been stuck in place, even living a personal nightmare of sorts.
But I’ve finally managed to dig myself out and get headed in what I hope will be a positive professional direction once again. Some, maybe even a lot of, people may not think it’s a bright move to be a reporter or journalist these days, but it’s still what I aspire to be after all my years at a couple of newspapers.
I will be working for Continue reading “Maybe I beat the system, or the system is wrong”
Where would we be without clocks? Anarchy, most likely. Maybe not even here.
As someone who’s professional career has been dominated by deadlines, I’ve grown so accustomed to getting things done on time I don’t really think about it that much.
Continue reading “What really runs our lives”
I don’t think I have ever felt so cynical and disheartened about our country – indeed, our world – as I do now.
Every time some violent action causes mass casualties, I think “OK, maybe this is the one that changes things, changes people.” But it doesn’t. All it seems to do is lead to another, and another, and another. Each of them, in their own way, more horrific than the last one.
What kind of society goes on this way? Continue reading “Violence, prejudice leads to growing cynicism”
When you don’t have to be somewhere or do something, you can get things accomplished.
Sounds like an oxymoron, I know, but I’ve found there’s some truth there, too. During down times in my what-seems-like-forever job search, I’ve been organizing stuff I’ve accumulated over my life. Some things I weed out, others I want to preserve and be able to get to them if and when needed.
That naturally brings back memories, some to my early teen years. Continue reading “A more organized mind and life helps keep me going”