Change has been the keyword for this past semester.
I’ve had to adapt to different styles of writing, try new things further immerse myself into the roll of a feature writer. In particular, this semester taught me how to better investigate stories and the question “why?”. Nearing the end of it, I still know that I have plenty to work on if I want to be a professional writer. Next semester I’ll be abroad in Florence, Italy. I’ll take what I’ve gained from my editor, my experiences in my internship and the stories I’ve gathered from other people. This is a semester in review and the stories that made it that way.
A few weeks ago, I had to venture out to the wooded area of Veterans park and experience Live action Role Play, or LARP. These two stories are the result of my four hour adventure in the woods. I’ve got to say that I learned a lot from these guys and what a real sense of community and acceptance is.
Every November, men go the month without shaving. The thing I learned from this experience was what length I would go to in order to finish a story. Not to mention the topic was a bit lighter than the news stories I was used to last semester. I got the chance to speak with representatives of the Movember Foundation – a group dedicated to the growth of facial hair for cancer, and men who just loved facial hair.
The appeal that Arlington Steakhouse had for customers and the story was it’s historical connection to the city. I mean, this place is has seen the city through economic depressions and booms. It watched Arlington ingest three other small cities around it to become what it is today – a giant suburb of 400,000. I take something from every story like this. Not to mention, old people tell the best stories.
Louie Louie’s Dueling Piano Bar.
This particular assignment introduced me to the idea of piano bars. Whenever I told anyone that I was writing a piece about one, and had no idea what they were about, they flipped out. I guess that’s living in the south for you.
Though the story started as a piece on a music festival at a renovated venue, it ended as a renovated venue hosting a new festival. The difference is once I got to the theater, experienced the type of people who ran it and saw the history of the place, I was entranced. This is a perfect example of how a story can jump focus’s once you start reporting. My biggest regret is that Michael and I didn’t go back and experience the show for that weekend. We still plan to though!
These guys. The Spoonfed tribe story was one of those that required Mike and I to drive to Denton in the middle of the night and stay till two a.m. I learned alot about the people of Denton and gained new music to listen to that night. Plus, we still play the promotional CD in the burgundy beast for those long car trips. It wasn’t my optimal way to spend a Friday night, but I wouldn’t take it back for anything else.
Hookah Lounges in the Arlington area.
This was the type of story, I imagined myself doing when I first signed on to Pulse – The Shorthorn’s entertainment section. Even though the execution wasn’t the best, I still think the pictures were awesome and that the concept was a good idea.
New freshman adjust to campus.
This was my first crack at a feature story. I took mundane circumstances and attempted to make a cohesive story out of it. Though it’s flawed, I enjoyed delving into the life of somebody else and walking through a day in their life.