This semester has gone by so fast. And I can’t help but be happy and sad. Happy that it is over and I got through it. Yet sad that time is going by so quick.
I recall the beginning of my Intro to Journalism class. Oh, my word the difference and difficulty of it just hit me. All the interviews, in both Yearbook and Intro to Journalism, the varying writing styles, it was almost foreign. I seriously wanted to drop. Just thinking about how I was feeling then, man memories.
And this might sound cliché, however, I stuck with it and I’m glad that I did.
Because of my journalism classes I made a conscious effort to try and read more. More reading caused me to think some, and then I would find myself writing more, even if I just wrote on my thoughts.
Specifically, I believe I’m a better writer/journalist as a result of discussing with others my ideas and hearing their input. Sometimes I’m shy or I just don’t want to share because I’m afraid I’m wrong, or my idea’s just bad. But, I think I’ve overcome that. Talking through ideas with others has broadened my mind, I guess. I feel as though I was able to share my thoughts, others shared theirs and my idea became better.
Being in a journalistic environment has caused me to actually think, and thinking has bettered my writing.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
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