Now that spring break is over and done with (blog about that to come), the realization we have a little over a month left is truly setting in.
Looking back on the semester so far, I’m amazed. I’m shocked at how quickly it is gone by, as I am by every phase of my life. I’m terrified at the thought that I haven’t taken full advantage of my brief time here. Above all, however, I’m grateful for the opportunities I’ve been given as a reporter at the Missourian.
This last phase of the semester also marks one of the most challenging opportunities I’ve received at the Missourian. The education beat is currently juggling an e-book project, which will hopefully paint an all-inclusive picture of the new Battle High School. In the midst of scheduling interviews with teachers, organizing reporters and trying very hard to keep my sanity intact, one thing has become clear to me. In the business that is this semester, I quickly loose sight of the ultimate goal: to better myself as a reporter.
A term thrown around a lot in the newsroom is that of a writer’s “voice.” I’ve read articles from journalists who were snarky, tear-jerking or even livid. Though so different, their work had one thing very much in common: they reflected the authors’ voice clearly. One of my editors told me once that voice is writing something the way that only you can write it. With my time left as a reporter, I want to craft every piece into something that only I could have written.
These next six weeks are going to go by fast. Much faster than I would like. And I’m resolving to use those six weeks to do some serious work on my voice as a reporter. I won’t let them fly by.