Good luck with everything Julia, but I really need to talk to Tim about getting my roots re-done

Meeting the current Prime Minister was a buzz http://newsbytes.com.au/2010/08/no-dodgem-latham-as-gillard-moves-forward-into-sideshow/, not because she’s THE PM or famous, but more the process itself. I would trade any chance for a photo op with Julia Gillard to be poked and prodded in the notorious media scrums I read so much about. I’ve never been so grateful for my bony elbows and my short height. There truly is nothing quite like it, it was the first time I ever considered myself a real journalist.

As with many journos and their stories I got the story on her stoush with her old bud Mark Latham because I was in the right place at the right time, and to be perfectly honest – with the right person. I was oblivious to the line of 20 people staring at the gate in all the hustle and bustle of the Ekka until my boyfriend, Juan, asked “Why are there all those people lined up with media passes just there?” So I went and asked the person at the top of the line who informed me the Prime Minister would be there in five minutes. I placed my media pass around Juan’s neck like it was a prized medal and told him this is the most important thing I have ever asked him to do for me and will be the basis of how many children he will be blessed with. My wishes went something along the lines of “Look, this is really, really important. I need to take notes of what she says, so you need to take photos, please. I don’t care what you do or how you do it, but you need to get in front of everyone else with a camera and a video camera. You can have as many children as you want, seriously. This is really serious.”

When the PM got there 15 minutes later Juan and I saluted each other and set off on our separate missions. No, we didn’t salute, but I did stare at him meaningfully and mouth ‘seriously’. I gave one security guard a hard jab to the back, accidentally of course, because I was trying to gingerly worm my way past him and someone gave me a good push. I smiled apologetically and thought I was busted, but he gave me a little nod back and cursory flat-line smile and I figured ‘Hey, come on Emma, how dangerous do you really look with your purple ACDC tee and cons’. So that’s the point when I stopped squeezing and ducking and sounding like a broken record chorusing ‘excuse me, excuse me, excuse me…’, and started giving out a few strategic jabs here and there.

Although one person who wasn’t worried about excuse mes or strategic jabs was Mark Latham. I think he wasn’t worried about his reputation either, because he looked and acted like a big, pathetic bear roaring about a thorn in its paw. If that’s him being diplomatic then I’d hate to see him showing his true colours. He made Pauline Hanson look like Mother Teresa.

After he stormed off I tailed J-Gill for five more minutes, nipped in for a photo op and surprisingly wasn’t nervous at all because she seemed so unpretentious with her man-bag Tim looking around like a thoroughly amused tourist. I didn’t think I’d have the guts to do it but I thought of Desley’s ballsy attitude and before I could make a firm decision I’d jumped out in front her. I’ve always equated her with a stiff principal patrolling school corridors for any shirt tails not tucked in, but she was very pleasant to everyone – answering all questions, holding babies, all bright and breezy. Even when one man almost dumped three cappuccinos on her (see below). I even got my red hair complimented. I should have asked if Tim would re-do my roots. Let’s see if she’s wooed the people in Australia as much as she did at the Ekka in the polls tonight.

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Photography 101

On Tuesday we’ll have a photojournalism class and I’m very much looking forward to it. I’ve always taken a pretty relaxed attitude to photography and tried to learn from trial and error. So I’m going to make the most of Tuesday’s class and try to take away a few tips to help me improve my photography. I really want to polish my ability to take beautiful shots that tell stories accurately. No deceit. The trick photos can be done in my own time.

I took this photo in Japan. They are the old cracked hands of a man taking a photo of an ice-sculpture with his digital camera. He may not have taken a photography 101 class, but he’s enjoying himself.

old hands with new technology

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Perspective

Politicking, re-runs of a skimpy red speedo below greying chest hair and scripted hand movements dominate the media at present; Boriiiiiing!! How magic then to leave this behind and dance wildly, while singing along with gay abandon to the sound of Julio Iglesias crooning ” Moonlight Layayaydy……” in a first floor radio studio with the upbeat panellist and an elderly volunteer prior to reading the Financial Review?? Perhaps they could see us from the office across the way and shared in our joy – the panellist and her announcing partner certainly could; both are 100% blind.

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small but good trick

During an interview with a political candidate, she asked what questions we were going to ask her. The cameraman’s response was really good. He said, “we are not shooting live, so if you stumble you can answer again.” It was basically a nice way of saying “good luck trying to get the questions in advance.” She was happy with that response.

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More from s21003

Event Journalism

Some would argue working as a journalist at events is crap, I would argue there is no other way to really experience it.

Just think about it, if you go to a festival the script goes a little like this: Rock up, line up and hand over a ticket you paid more than two days wages for. Stand in lines, stand in mud and stand squeezed among people all day. Spend the day bustling in the crowd to see very similar music over and over again. When it’s all done go home, usually a little let down.

Now this is a festival from the bottom. I have never been rich enough to get VIP tickets, buy good festival food (if such a holy grail exists) or not line up for the dunnie.

However; the little piece of laminated plastic you hang around your neck, and most importantly the camera, recorders and notebooks you carry can make the festival a very personal and wondrous experience.

Yes, you have to work, and work hard. But in reward the depth you can get is amazing. Not only do you get to experience the festival as another punter would, your media pass entitles you to walk up to ANYONE and see the festival through their eyes. If they be an artist, a festival goer or an organizer, that little pass is the all access card. Access to people that is.

If you think about it this way: as media you get to experience the festival through many, many people. As a punter you are just you.

A colleague of mine mentioned how an interviewee just ‘opened up to us’. At the start the talent was a little cagey but as the interview went on he started to talk about how he felt, about his home land and maybe even shed a tear. This was the festival through his eyes, real passion. THAT IS THE REAL FESTIVAL EXPERIENCE.

I don’t know how other people feel about this, but I usually feel like I have skimmed over the surface of a festival. Yeah, I’ve seen the bands, had the beer and stood in the crowd but no real depth. I think now I have found that depth.

With journalism I fell like I really experience it.

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Photo essay Gay Pride March June 2010

A work in progress as I get the alignments and the HTML sorted out – reflections on the united colours of gay pride

Marching messages

Part of the original flag divided between 100 cities

Boot Co Leather originals

Marriage law proposals

The other half

Leading the march

The cross and the wimple

LGBT parade Roma Parklands

Symbolic Dyke bike

Youthful rainbow stand - click to enlarge to see messages

Pollie upstaged by childish curiosity

The Leather Men from Boot Co

The ultimate dyke-otomy

Bride Pride

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World Refugee Community Festival

Today JC and I went to the World Refugee Community Festival in Annerley to chase down some stories. There were stories everywhere. It was just a matter of deciding what to cover. I started chasing a councillor regarding an announcement she made there. The event organiser kindly introduced me to a man who represented a particular ethnic group who have only recently arrived in Australia after 17 years in a refugee camp. He had some amazing stories to tell.

JC worked on his own stories. I ran into him every now and then- not hard to miss him walking around with his ferret and ear-muffs. Stay tuned to Newsbytes!

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Internship: Final thoughts (and advice for the next mob)

I thought I’d share a couple of final thoughts about my experience, especially to help any 2011 Jscholars that are more sensible than me and actually checked the blog out before starting.

I’m not sure how successful I was there. The editor was quite generous in his assessment, but we’ll have to wait to see how many articles actually make it into the papers before I can give a final verdict. That said, I hope it doesn’t seem arrogant of me to assume the mantle of advice-giver, but this is just an assessment of what I feel I learnt through the week, and what I’ll be taking into my next internship.

This is a blend of stuff I did which worked well, and stuff I didn’t do which I feel like I should have done. It’s extremely epic and exhaustive! If anybody has any advice they’d like to add, absolutely add your own ideas to the comments!

Find your paper’s catchment area

Find out which suburbs are included in your paper’s zone, preferably before getting in there. This was actually more difficult than I thought it would be. In the office they have maps of their area and you get a “welcome pack” with fact sheets (including suburbs) of the papers in the area. I couldn’t find something simple and handy like that on the website though, so if you’re gung-ho you might want to head in there the week before to grab that stuff then.

The Quest website, http://www.whereilive.com.au/ has a suburb finder. I had this open on my internet browser for the whole week basically, and every idea I found with a suburb I wasn’t sure about I typed in and it told me which paper covered it. Very useful.

Find out deadlines, publication dates etc.

Find out, preferably before you start, the deadline and publication dates for the paper, and think about the time frames that each edition will cover. This was sort of confusing for me, because there were three different deadlines and three different publication days for three different papers in my office. If the deadline is a Monday though you can bring in some ideas/stories that will find their way into that week’s paper immediately, and then work on stuff for the next week’s. I got one little piece published in City South News by meeting their Monday deadline on the first day I arrived. It was a good feeling to see something in print on Wednesday, while I was still at the paper. On the other hand I took in some ideas which were already out of date because I didn’t fully understand the publication dates and the time period the paper covered.

Take in ideas. Constantly find new ideas and pitch them.

About half of the stories I did were my own ideas. Some other students had editors who piled stuff onto them, but mine were sort of hands-off and there were days when I didn’t get anything from them at all.

Read their papers in the few weeks before you begin your internship. Lots of ideas there, especially in the briefs, the advertisements and the letters sections, I found.

Check events sites like www.ourbrisbane.com for upcoming events in the area.

Also check out media statements from the Qld government, find the local councillors in the catchment and check their websites. I didn’t do this as much as I should have.

You can also find ideas through Google by typing in “southside” or “Mt Gravatt” and the names of other suburbs and clicking on the “News” filter. (This idea came from the great Mr Alex Stilianos Esq)

I took in 3 pages ideas, mainly of upcoming events in the area I had sourced through www.ourbrisbane.com. This was good because it gave me some ideas to pitch, but they were all pretty artsy/musicy/eventy type things. Nothing hard unfortunately. I’m sure I could have done better. They will already have done stories on some of the ideas, so overcompensate for that. The more the better.

Pitch them to the editor in the morning when you get there. My guy said go for it on about 3 or 4 ideas so I had stories to write immediately.

Throughout the internship I kept looking for new ideas and pitching them in batches of 3 or 4.

Write a few things before you rock up.

I wrote a few stories before I came, only three little briefs though, I could have done more. The editor appreciated it and two of them found a home in the paper (the third had already been covered). It also proved I could write without being babied through the first days, and gave him more confidence in me, I think.

Don’t be shy

I’ve done work experience before where I’ve just sat in the corner and waited for people to tell me what to do. Doesn’t happen. Find things to do and do them. If you have a good question, ask it. People don’t get annoyed when you ask them intelligent questions. Put yourself out there. Offer suggestions, pitch ideas, ask advice.

Ask every morning if there’s anything you can do, and do everything they want you to

If the editor doesn’t give you anything, it doesn’t necessarily mean he’s got nothing for you to do.

I did this on about 3 days of my internship and got something (once 4 things) each time. I also got stories from the reporters as well as the editors, I guess the pissy little things they didn’t want to do themselves. But it gave me something to do anyway.

On two other days when I didn’t ask for anything I was given nothing. Those were slow days.

If there’s more than one editor in the office, form a relationship with them all and ask them for work

I had three editors in my office, for three different papers. I managed to get work from each of them, so that means my articles will hopefully appear in three different publications, which will be good for the ego and the old portfolio. Although one editor was directly responsible for me, I wasn’t just tethered to his paper, and managed to find work across the board.

They seem to love photos. Use it!

Most stories I wrote they wanted a photo for, even if it was a story I didn’t think needed a photo, for example, a story about a new Vision Australia centre opening up in the area. They wanted a photo of the centre to go with it.

My thinking is, if you’ve got a photo for something it’s more likely to be used, because they’ve wasted the resources on it and newspapers like pretty things on their pages, not just text. So I tried to book in a photo for everything I wrote, and they seemed OK with that.

The booking system for photographs was unavailable on my computer which was annoying because it meant every time I wanted to book a photo I had to badger one of the reporters or editors to call up the system and book the photo on their computer. They didn’t seem to mind, generally, but this sort of leads me to my next point…

Walking the line between being keen and being annoying

This isn’t advice, just something I was mindful of. Taking the initiative was very important for me this week, and without it I feel like I wouldn’t have written much at all. But I was very aware that work experience people can be annoying, and I didn’t want to tick people off. So I only went to the editors when I had something I felt I needed to ask, and even then took my problems up in batches rather than one at a time, and then got out of his face quickly. I generally worked on my own, didn’t ask the editor what he wanted out of the article, how to write it, what the angle should be or anything like that. He seemed to appreciate that.

Make sure you use your internship for you

This is something I didn’t do as well as I could have. I want to be a political journalist (I think!) so I guess I should have gone in there with some local council stories and so on. Think about what you want to do and be, and tailor your internship to that as much as you can (but obviously do everything the editor asks you to do, and well).

If you’re not sure what you want to do in the future, work on a variety of different story types to see which you like the best. You’ll probably be doing this anyway because, in my case anyway, the editor got me to do a really broad range of articles.

Also, think about your by-lines, and what you’re going to get published. A lot of my classmates reported that they were asked to do real estate ads, advertorials, vox pops and a lot of briefs. I guess if you’re asked to do them then you’ve gotta do them, and it’ll be good experience, but these are things which probably won’t be great for the old portfolio.

Thankfully I wasn’t asked to do these things very much. The only thing I did like that was vox pops on the day Kevin Rudd was taken down by Julia Gillard. We went out and did about two hours or so of vox pops about it. It was pretty interesting, and good for experience, but that’s all just going to disappear anonymously into the paper.

Take a pen everywhere

OK, this advice is beginning to be a little silly, but yeah, take a pen everywhere with you, even inside the office. Every time I went to the editor I was penless, and every time he gave me info or phone numbers and I had to race back to my desk and return with a pen. It was stupid. Bring your pen everywhere!

Don’t be discouraged

Some days were worse than others. Tuesday for me in particular was terrible. I had a good rant about it that night and didn’t want to go back the next day, but then it was fine. Wednesday through to Friday were productive and I got a lot of stories done.

In addition, sometimes I felt like some people in the office didn’t even realise I was there and were pointedly ignoring me etc. Generally this wasn’t the case, but there was sometimes that feeling. I asked one of the guys how often they get work experience people in and he said about every week, so I’m guessing they were just over it. That’s OK. I just put my head down and worked, and tried not to feel bad about it.

A note on photography internships

I haven’t mentioned this chick before, but there was another work experience girl who was over at the photography department, and the whole week she seemed to sit there and have very little to do. It would suck being in the photography department because you wouldn’t have your own equipment, and even if you did you can’t drive your own car because of insurance reasons. So I wouldn’t attempt to get a photography internship!

That’s basically it. I hope it’s been helpful! It was a pretty difficult week sometimes, but I’m glad I did it. If you guys have any other ideas add them below

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A week at the Redcliffe and Bayside Herald

When I first walked through the door of the Redcliffe and Bayside Herald I was relieved that it did in fact look like a newspaper office. The previous week’s papers were piled up in every corner and story plans and ideas were scribbled over the white boards. It gave me a little tingle to be in a real newspaper office with its desk cubicles and dated computers and busy people. I introduced myself to the editor Kylie Knight, who came across as quiet, polite, and accommodating. Yet another relief. It seems we always imagine the worst, but preconceptions are always very quickly quashed.
I was introduced to the journalists I would be working with. To my surprise there were only three, girls and all around my age.
I was immediately set to work. I wrote up about five sports briefs, which to my delight were published word for word as I had written them. I enjoyed the writing style and the freedom of the language I could use. I certainly won’t shun an opportunity to write about sports again, despite my very limited knowledge in the field.
After sending them through to Kylie I was handed a pile of press releases which would be used as fillers throughout the paper. Again they were published without being torn apart, not that the word count was something to boast about.
When I had a spare moment I showed Kylie a few story ideas. Three of them had been covered or were under construction. She said she was happy for me to chase the others up. After calling around three of my ideas turned out to be flops so there was just one left. By Wednesday my story was taking shape. I was allowed to interview the Senior Sergeant for the Redcliffe traffic branch who gave me some great quotes. My story will hopefully be published next week.
As the week went on I was given more exciting tasks and was gaining more trust. It is a big responsibility to represent a paper with every phone call and email.
By Friday I had done all the little jobs for the girls and they were struggling to find me more work while I waited for phone calls. I had written up most of the fillers, the gig guide (which was quite a tedious and lengthy process) most of the sports section, business promo’s, a story for the real estate section, the school holiday guide, the business conference guide, and research for another real estate story. I was not able to get through in time after waiting around for a call which was unfortunate since it took a lot of time to get to that point.
I had been flat out all week, and I was happy with that. There is nothing worse than having to pretend to be busy.
Unfortunately Kylie was not in the office for most of my last day, so I was only able to thank her over the phone. All up I had a great week and learnt things only the real experience can offer.

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CHECKLIST FOR A COMMUNITY NEWSPAPER PHOTO:

1) If the story is about someone annoyed about something they must stand, arms crossed, with shoulders offset at 30 degrees but still looking at the camera.

2) they must look “pissed off”

3) They must be in the close foreground with more people way back in the background. (10m should be enough)

4) Photo must be taken from 2.5m off the ground looking down on the subject OR from ground level looking up (less preferred). Normal viewing angles not accepted.

5) Subject must be in the left of righ third of the frame. No other framing methods please. Forget your points of power.

Anything remotely different from this will not be accepted.

Everything MUST be posed and look posed. No spontaneous photos please!

And I quote: “I don’t like the Sydney Morning Herald, they use to much art in their photo’s”…… hmmmmmm

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The Nun Hunt Part 2

First stop the church. It was was abandoned today but evidence of recent use was all around. We fanned out to find signs of the elusive source. Thorough heavy detective work we traced the numbers of the gang leaders. “The contacts for the church administrators are: Kerry McDonald Ph 0748448484, Paul McIntire 5577575757,” the sign on the office door said. But we wanted to get to the bottom of this quickly, it was nearly smoko. Good local knowledge of the hood took us to the elderly home. After a quick interrogation of a staff member we were off to the convent.

The fight past the convent security was hard but the toughened experience of my partner won through: “Do you know sister Gerahty” she interrogated, “Ah yeah sure, ill just get her” the security guard replied.

The interview was intense. The hard questions were proposed and the replies carefully considered. A battle of the minds was a foot. “Would you like some tea, here is a photo of my grandchildren, loverly day, yeah i know when it’s going to rain because of my hip, would you like some tea, here is a photo of my grandchildren”. And so it went on for two hours. On a couple of occasions I had to leave the room to gather my mind as the intensity was unbearable.

When the interrogation was over it was back to the Honda Excel, back to the squealing tires and back to the office.

The copy ran from my mind like water from a cup. LOCAL NUN GETS OAM. tap, tap. tap,tap,tap on the keyboard. “Sister Gerahty remained modest today after receiving an OAM for”…. it read. Riveting.

I ran it into the editors office an she scrutinized it carefully. After what seemed like an eternity she responded….”uh hu” and went back to work.

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The ellusive Nun

The Wynnum Herald buzzed with an air of urgency. “old” John, the salesman, was just about to doze in his chair, Pia, the graphic designer, wrestled to redeem frequent flyer’s reward points over the Internet and James, the ‘full time’ reporter squeezed a source about the importance of a weekend swing music festival.

The editor burst into the room and I knew the hunt was on. Flapping about in her hand was the lead for a massive page two story. Her urgency, intensity and focus dictated the room. “Good morning everyone, how was your weekend, hello John, wow it’s a loverly day” she said. My partner was already making preparations for the big lead packing the well used tools of the trade. Paper. pen, lip gloss, handbag, sunglasses. “LETS GO! we’ve got a story”, she said. Bight eyed and in a buzz I followed on.

Down to the Wynnum Herald high performance vehicle we went. I strapped myself in and the 1.5L Toyota echo roared, or rather purred, into life. The adrenaline was pumping and the types squealed through the bustling metropolis of Wynnum. And so the Nun hunt begun….

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All good things come to an end.

DDS@RBH
I wasn’t quite as teary as Mr Rudd, but it was sad to say good bye to everyone this afternoon. They seemed to partially share some of these sentiments.

I spent most of the day working on my travelogues. If you follow me on twitter you would have seen that I tweeted “Hard to reduce Tokyo to 300 words.” It really was. The editor seemed pleased that I am keen to contribute 300 words and a few photos to the travel section. And I’m happy that I’ll get my article published (and a by-line looks imminent). Today I finalised two pieces: one on Vanuatu and one on the Philippines.

I also went down to the local ambulance station to do an interview with the local MP about the roll-out of a new ambulance. I took shorthand notes of the PR small talk. The MP even spoke to me. “So you decided you want to be a journalist?” It came across as quite condescending.

Another journalist asked me to edit her piece. Yep, it normally goes up to the editor, but today it went to the bearded intern. I was ruthless and cut the sucker in half.

I quickly asked some brief questions interviewed the editor. Her story was fascinating but I won’t share it here. If you really want to read it, you can hassle our professor.

It wasn’t until today that I realised that all the QUEST papers were stocked in our office. I grabbed a copy of the Pine Rivers paper and found a nice story by somebody named Abelima. LOL

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Free food and honest mums.

So, I had mixed feelings of relief and dissapointment when I went to PRP today. I was glad that at the end of the day I’d be able to crawl into bed and be sick and not have to think about story ideas till next week, and I was sad that it was over because it was alot of fun.

I counted at the end and figure I’ll get about 12 stories in the paper. Some of those are decent, and some are well, not.
To demonstrate, I’ll qoute my mum on my first published story..

“It was good. Well it wasn’t good, it was a boring story that I would have otherwise never read. But atleast it was well written,”.

Thanks Mum.

I’m not even going to bother counting the advertorials or the briefs, but it was a fair amount. It was realllly good getting the practise in.

And, while i wasn’t getting practise I was learning that I could survive in a news room, and getting over my fear of phones. And getting free lunch.

One of the journalists had done a story on a new restuarant, who promtply offered her a free meal at their Italian cafe. So the editor, the two journalists and myself went along and had:
squid risotto (with some special sauce that I can’t remember the name of)
gourmet steak with prawns and cream sauce
free drinks
fish bake (I think? it had crumbs on it)

I geuss journalism has it’s perks.

The editor and I had good chat after about J school and my next internship, and then the second awesome thing of the day happened. He knows a guy who knows a guy, who could get me an internship at the Sydney Morning Herald.
I was feeling pretty accomplished at that point, i gotta say.

Some surprising comments came out of the feedback, mostly about my angles and qoutes. It was indepth and helpful, and gives me an idea what to work on and what I’m good at. Before this, I wasn’t all that sure i was good at anything.

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Internship: Day 5

Dudes. Chicks. Just got home after finishing up day 5 of the internship. I have this strange, unexpected feeling of accomplishment about the whole thing, which I didn’t expect to have.

Today I was hoping to have a pretty cruisy one, finishing off a couple of things I’d started on Thursday, but I made the “mistake” of asking if the editors needed anything done, and I got four more stories to follow up, which filled up my last day pretty comprehensively. I also took a call from one of the subjects of my article asking if I could please do this and that, and if I could attribute some of her quotes to her friend because she didn’t want the article to be all about herself. I basically told her to shove off, but later talked to an editor about it who had a pretty interesting take on the whole thing. She said people in the community often thought of the paper as their friend, much more so than bigger dailies like the Courier, and so they felt comfortable asking for favours and things like that. I guess it gave me a bit of a different perspective on the whole purpose of those papers, and this was reinforced later during my interview with the zone editor, who said he found working in community news rewarding because they could act as an advocate for people who otherwise didn’t have a voice. I see their point, and I guess what I see as trivial (for example there was a big story this week about a koala stuck up a tree…isn’t that where they’re supposed to be?) may be important to people living in the community.

Anyway, I got through the day, and in the end I was glad I had a busy last day. The editor, who I thought had been quite ambivalent about my presence in the office ended up writing me a pretty great assessment. At the end of the day I thanked everybody and then said to the editor “And, yknow, any jobs just give me a call!” at which point everybody laughed, which wasn’t exactly the reaction I was going for.

When I was driving home, that’s when I started to get that weird feeling of accomplishment and….satisfaction? Really don’t know where that came from.

So, taking stock, over the whole week I completed the following articles (of about 250-350 words each):

Former Olympian Addresses Local Business Owners
Artist’s Epic Work Burns Up Brisbane’s South
Residents Volunteer to Help Disadvantaged Abroad
New Vision Centre Provides Glimpse of the Future
Teachers to be Slimed Again at School Carnival
Breast Cancer Survivor Urges Regular Checkups
Kids to Dance Through the School Holidays at Carindale
Carina Juniors to Host Mackay South for Annual Tournament
New Laws to Bring Neighbours Closer
KP Independence Day to Celebrate US Aussie ties
Mansfield Local to Hit the Boards in Grease
End of an Era as Vision Australia Changes Location

I did a few briefs, maybe about 4, and the vox pops thing about K Rudd and the J-dog.
I guess that’s quite a lot really, no wonder I’m so exhausted! Looking forward to seeing all y’all names in print next week, and all y’all in person next Tuesday!

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Grrrr..

Just did an annoying phone interview with a local business owner who we are doing a favour for by writing about her business like she wanted us to and she was, erm, NOT FRIENDLY. I’ve punched out the story and sent it to Alena and now am going to make myself a cuppa. !

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Mon – Thurs Hana @ Ipswich News

YAAAYY!!! Dudes and chicks, Hanna Golingi will finally blog about her internship experiences so far at good old Ipswich News.

I, unlike a certain Mr Gough, knew that we were supposed to be doing this regularly during our internship week, but unfortunately I have not been able to find my Wordpress username and password til tonight. My silence has not been intentional!

My first day at Ipswich News was really, really enjoyable. I was probably more relieved that anything, so much so that on my way home I was almost giddy. I knew this would happen. Typically, I had psyched myself out on the weekend leading up to Monday, thinking of all the bad things that could happen, the embarrassing mistakes I would make, the mean and intimidating people I would encounter on my first day at the Quest internship…

Of course when Monday rolled around and I actually had to get out of bed at 6.30am, to make my way to ‘god-damned’ Ipswich (as I have heard it called), all I could do to calm my nerves was to be sensible with my overactive imagination – now that I had thought of all worst case scenarios, I knew that probability wise, not ALL of those things would happen. That was comforting.

So you can imagine how encouraging it was when I finished up on Monday feeling like I had contributed and got along with those in the newsroom.

Now, Ipswich News is a tiny place, and there were hardly any people there this week. Alena the editor had just come back on her holidays, Brent the sports reported was on holiday by Wednesday, and the other advertising people and the photographer were in and out all week. So really it was only journalist Shannon (who looked after me all week), Alena, me, and the receptionist that held the fort. I am glad to say that Shannon, Alena and I built up a great rapport over this week, being in such a tiny office and working together a lot. Brent I actually found weirdly unfriendly. I had a proper conversation with him ONCE. And then he was gone. Maybe he’s going crazy being the only male in the office.

I got to go to three jobs straight up on Monday, two with Shannon and another with Brent. Peter the photographer, who is quite a creative and a nice guy, came with us to all the jobs. None of the stories were particularly interesting – I founds myself in the Ipswich hospital, then a primary school, and then in some guy’s driveway talking about his schmick car. I’m not into cars so… Actually the best outing that day would have to be to the primary school because in order to get the best shot Peter got the choir girls (who we were doing a story on) to sing, and so we were treated to an impromptu performance of a jazzed up ‘Three Blind Mice’. It was great!

I did a heap of stories and just emailed them to Shannon so she could see if she could use any. I did some briefs as well (David you took all the good ones!!) and pitched some ideas to Alena. Alena and Shannon apologised beforehand for what they said would be a boring first 2 days for me. They said the deadline for this weeks paper was Tuesday evening, so they were flat out finishing the stories for that, and most of it was just getting photos for stories already in, and working on layout etc…

They were right, Tuesday was really really boring with no outings. No-one went anywhere, they were just absorbed in their computer screens. Alena seemed stressed, and Shannon was just really quiet. I just did my own thing and worked on heaps of stories that I thought could make next weeks paper. Found some pretty interesting stuff so i just got really into that and emailed another bunch of stories to Shannon and Alena. Alena was really apologetic again at the end of the day for ‘leaving me alone’ – in fact she kept telling me I could go home early, ‘don’t feel you have to stay until i leave!’. I actually stayed later because i was so absorbed in what i was doing. Shannon and Alena gave me a bit of feedback, saying the briefs i did were good, i’m showing lots of initiative chasing my own stories without any help from anyone, etc.. sheepishly Alena said she’d only just skimmed over my stuff, but she would give me some proper feedback on Wednesday. The she asked if I wanted to come in early on Wednesday to go do a couple of interviews with her, so of course I said hell yeah.

Wednesday was great although had some dissapointments- Alena gave me more informal feedback on the road and said she’s impressed with the initiative I’ve shown, and asked lots of questions about Jschool. The jobs we did were fun, and I even got to help with Peter’s photography. I even made a good contact for the bike business with a sports trainer guy from Toowong. Most importantly, she said the stories I’d pitched would make great photo stories, and told me to go ahead and interview whoever I wanted and put a time in the diary for Peter. I phoned some sources and got a lot more comfortable doing interviews on the phone, which was good for my confidence. By the end of the day I had booked Peter and I to go out for a job (on the story that i found and wrote) the next day at 10am, which I was looking forward to because I could see the photos done, and get quotes from other people at the scene. Alena must have felt by then that i was responsible enough to pass on proper jobs to, as she asked me if she could send me off with a photographer to do a story and interview she had already lined up for the next say as well, so she could take care of some office stuff. Heeelll yeah.

Then came the dissapointment! :( Just as i was about to leave, all excited about the next day, Alena got a call saying that her and Shannon had to go to Stafford for some stupid training thing. So they wouldnt even be coming to the office in the morning. Alena argued with the person on the phone for a while about how necessary it was for both Shannon and her to go, because that meant the office would be empty. The advertising people aren’t in much, they are half-based in Milton. If Alena and Shannon had to go, only the receptionist and Peter would be in. And they weren’t allowed to ’supervise’ me. I was devastated! But I already booked a time in for an interview at 10! I said. But Alena and Shannon had to go (damn you Stafford!), and so the photographer would have to go it alone and i’d have to do a phone interview. I consoled myself on the way home thinking at least I get to sleep in – I was told to come in at 1pm.

So today i strolled in at 1pm. As expected Shannon and Alena weren’t back from Stafford yet. Peter showed me the photos and said he couldn’t see why I couldn’t just go on the job with him. The receptionist, Peter, and I watched Gillard being sworn in while eating Subway.

Shannon and Alena came back around 2. Alena had a look at my completed story and said it was great. I went on 2 jobs with Shannon. We got lost on the first, and then once there could not leave for aaaaaaagggeesss because this guy just rambled on and on. His orphaned pets were cute though (the story was about RSPCA volunteering), and we left finally, with dog hair all over our clothes, and went straight to the Art gallery. I was totally fired up for this one – I met 3 artists who were putting on an exhibition in aid of the hospice, and asked them heaps of questions and took lots of notes, and i was invited to the opening for wine and cheese :) Shannon cottoned on straight away that this was my sort of thing, and on the drive back to the office she said i could write it if i want.

I’m actually sad that tomorrow will be my last day there, I feel like there’s heaps more I want to write. I’ll do a more reflective and less diary-style blog after friday. Just quickly i’ve found the Ipswich News is very community oriented and i suppose not much happens there so a lot of the stories are ‘nice little profiles’ about people and community events. I wrote a more critical-style piece about the Flying Start consultation responses, but I don’t think they were too hot on it. I’ll squeeze out some fort of feedback from the girls on it though. I don’t think I’d mind working for a small community newspaper actually.

Stay tuned.
HAna

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SLUG: Day4_RBH_DDS

I only discovered what a slug was at ABC TV last week and now I want to organise my entire life with slugs!

Today I discovered there was a TV in the newsroom. Yes, there was. It was on all day and, somewhat, tuned into ABC. I was half hoping I could be transplanted through the fuzzy reception up on to Mount Coot-Tha where I could hang out with my mates there editing some big political stories. But I’m yet to master the art of teleporting, so I did the next best thing: I wrote a nice story about a soccer club from Papua New Guinea who had requested second-hand footy boots from a Redcliffe football club. The response from the Peninsula residents was overwhelming. Lovely story.

After that I was given another story to write about the menu at a local restaurant. I called the owner/chef and he was more than happy to answer all of my questions about his inspiration behind his special one-month menu. I wish politicians’ media advisors were this helpful. It was hard concentrating with Question Time blaring in the background, but it was a nice festive atmosphere.

I asked my editor for more direction on the travel piece and she said I could write it in first-person as a travelogue. Beauty! That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. The example she gave me from the paper had space for 300 or so words, 3 pics and a nice bold by-line! So I’ve offered a few: Philippines, Japan, Vanuatu, Beijing, Thailand, Guatemala and Mexico City. I’ve got a lot of writing to do.

I got a few more responses from the local councillor about a story I wrote yesterday about the reafforestation of a concrete canal on the Peninsula. She had mentioned that there were plans for more work. I called her to ask exactly what kind of work. She e-mailed late yesterday after I had left the office to say that she couldn’t give me any details until the budget was released. But, today I received another e-mail from her saying what those extra details were. The first extra detail was a plan to plant more trees. Fine. The second plan was to put up a sign that thanked the bank who is sponsoring a lot of the work! Why would she tell me this. It appears it has nothing to do with the council budget.

Tomorrow will be my last day at the Herald. It’s casual Friday which means I am expected to wear jeans. I had been told off by some other journalists for overdressing. “You’re making us look bad,” one of them told me.

Over and out.

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Internship: Days 1-4

OK dudes and chicks, here goes my first blog post on the internship. I was going to leave it until tomorrow and do a whole week wrap-up until I finally read John’s letter and realised it was supposed to be an on-going thing, oh well. My week has been pretty up and down, but at least I’ve been able to wear a suit every day.

My office on the Southside contains the digs of three newspapers – and it’s all pretty much contained in the one room, with the editors at one desk island, the reporters at another and the photographers down the other end. The advertising/real estate gang is in a separate part of the office and we have nothing to do with them. I have met nobody from advertising, and so nobody has approached me to do any advertorials/real estate schtick which I guess is a good thing.

I would say that the management style, of me at least, has been incredibly hands-off. I’ve been given three or four stories, but most of the time I’ve been asking people for more stories or else researching and pitching my own ideas, which has been quite difficult. I’ve written a range of community/arts based stories, most coming in at about 200 words or so, and I believe they will be published across all three papers, which should hopefully be quite good for me and my portfolio. I estimate I’ll get about 5-8 articles published over the papers. Would be interested to know how many articles you guys expect to get published!

Tuesday was a difficult day as my contact editor was out of the office (as was one of the other editors). Hence, it was difficult to know what to do throughout the day. I have a feeling that things were much more low-key since it was the day after publication date. I spent a lot of the day wondering what to do and milking the last ideas out of the internet. This was a pretty depressing day as anybody who has read the facebook page recently can attest. Thankfully, things got better afterwards.

Every other day has been OK, I have had enough to do, and have been calling/receiving calls daily and getting articles together. One of the good signs is that the editors/journos are interested in me getting photos for each of my stories, which sort of makes me feel as though they’re serious about them. I’ve interviewed a bunch of different people – a breast cancer survivor, a local artist, a school principal, the regional director of Vision Australia and an old, half-sighted guy who used to work at their Kent Street centre…who else, some American, a few other people. Today, with the interesting backstabbing of Mr Rudd, we were sent out to interview punters in old mate’s electorate of Griffith. The responses were mixed, and most quite ambivalent except for the lovely man who called Ms Gillard a “fucking bitch”. That one didn’t make the vox pops section, unfortunately. The rest of the day was pretty OK, I finished up a couple of stories, rejigged another for another paper and watching Kevin Rudd crying on the television. At the end of the day the editor told me he’d read my stories and that they weren’t bad. I tentatively asked “so, do you reckon they’ll find a home?” and he said they would. Yay.

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History in the making..

Day three and four…

I have a confession to make.
I spent an awful lot of time googling Julia Gillard and Labor today so my story writing may have suffered.
Well, it did suffer, because for 99 per cent of today I really would have liked to crawl in a nice hole somewhere and fall asleep for a long long time.

My flu decided it was here to stay, and has been playing havoc with my head. I had to go on an emergency tissue run to the local shopping centre (huffing the entire way there). I’ve been avoiding ringing people because my voice sounds like a a really bad imitation of a 13 year old boy.

So, between the country being re arranged and Krudd ‘blubbering’ (not my words, his) I managed to make my own little collection of tablets and tissues on the desk.

That said, it’s still a been a great learning experience. The editor showed me this neat little trick to find stories today by looking up development applications on the council websites (Rothwell is getting a shooting range, fyi).

I did a story on some local anniversary’s, a couple of briefs on awards and some more stories from press releases. I got bored, so I did the events page for them for the next three weeks. I hope they don’t have another intern next week, because they won’t have naything to do.

It’s definantly eye opening, and its been good to be able to write so much and get so much practise in. There’s a few national stories that they showed me how to put a local spin on.

I get the distinct impression that the stereotype of under paid, over worked journalists is extremely true. Not that they show it much, but everyone was getting stressed out the few days before deadline (thankfully, they did not take it out on the intern). There are only two journalists and so everyone seems to be racing to the wire to get everything full.

Hope everyone else is learning as much as I am!

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