The fun is all had, the story wrote,
There’s smiles and tears we cannot quote,
Now new friends depart this week.
It’s all about the thing we learned,
with so much more to seek.
Not quite Haiku, or nearly Welsh, but it is definitely mine
Ian Skidmore’s final Blog, a grand farewell to us all
http://skidmoresisland.blogspot.com.au/
Just one of the eulogies by his peers, in Gentlemen Ranters
http://www.gentlemenranters.com/
So the course is over, three years jammed into a few very, very fast and furious days.
And with this end, decisions must be made……. whether to continue learning more about journalism, and to a lesser extent, whether I have improved writing skills enough to continue the blog.
Then if a blog is to continue, what could the time scale be between ‘writes’, from a practical perspective?
Blogging daily, as done during the course, has really severe drawbacks socially.
With a rather limited journalistic ability, one needs many hours to assemble thoughts of events, or activity, to get them into some sort of linear order.
The alternatives are either; loose those three or four hours of social activity time, or as in the case of this exercise, loose sleep time!
Four hours sleep each night on a continuous basis, just would not work for any extended period. But short bursts like this for a week or two might work ok, I guess .
Much more importantly though – what did I get out of this course, in terms of writing ability?
Well unequivocally, a lot.
But for the sum of what I learned to work effectively, I would prolly need to become a lot more active in the writing side of at least some of the social groups I am active with.
This would be a clear fork in life’s path, and my guess is that this is another of those ‘dither points’. Ones that will oscillate continuously until someone or something gives direction more than just a nudge.
Looking back, this final day in class came on with a bigger rush, than any adrenalin junkie could describe.
We participants had used so many different formats to gather data, and tell a story for the final Journal.
A mix of photographs, research through the Internet, phone calls recorded (with permission, of course), Vox Pop interviews, and recollection interviews, all with professional results.
I was so lucky that my story was edited first, while minds were fresh, and every one looked relaxed and beautiful.
But as the day wore on, we were absolutely stunned by the the amount of editing work needed on our stories, Think for a moment – a story like this that takes you only a few minutes to read, took our editor an hour or more to sort out to an acceptable stage, for the lay out process to begin.
I was asked by one of the other students to include this next bit of inf on my story, as example of what editors have to go thru when passing a story up the line for publication.
Superfluous commas – thirty nine, syntax errors – nine, extra spaces – 28, missing full stops – three, two repetitive statements, an out of place piece in a paragraph. There was even a typo, in-spite of the spell checker!
Other writers also had the order of the story a little crossed up, or parts of the tale needing more clarification.
Interesting to me was that all the stories had similar editing problems, and every single one of us believed that we had submitted a perfect job to the editor. Sigh
Summarising our course of ‘Three years of Journalism – in eight days’, and to show our educators that we did really listen most of the time :
Always use ‘Who did What’ with attributed statements.
Always think, Who Where What When Why and How, to write
Abide by the law, its there, so accept.
Act ethically, be fair and meet audience expectations.
Build, and be a part of your community.
Be Credible, be able to back up your statements,
And finally, check your Grammar, and check your Grammar, and check……
Thank you Ursula and Bec and … for your time and patience with us all.
You know we all had a great time, finding we could do so much of what we had believed was impossible to achieve on day one, and reaching an understandable end for day eight.
You are a great teacher, and you did it well, Missus.
Gentlemen Ranters tend to say, “if it isn’t totally accurate, at least it is accurate enough…”