Work experience – I am desperate!! It is 11h12 and am not sure what to do – are going in to a meeting and hopefully will get something.

My week of internship is over and all up it’s been a good learning experience. I’ve written some briefs, some property ads, vox pops, three stories and helped out with other stuff. I went and watched the Lord Mayor did up some dirt out at Wacol – very exciting amidst the trucks and dust of(…)

So I’m in the middle of the third day of my internship at the Ipswich News, and I’ve run out of things to do for a bit. It’s probably time to write this blog post then as I won’t get home until at least 7pm. My first day (Tuesday) was pretty slow, as there was(…)

Surprisingly enough, I have not been asked to get anyone’s coffee. I was rearing up my coffee making skills last week thinking that that was all I would be doing, but I was wrong. I was also having nightmares about editors screaming at me, telling me that my love affair with capital letters and apostrophes(…)

My first day at internship has been somewhat of a non-event really. I arrived at the Milton office promptly at 9am and the first thing the editor said to me was, ‘you didn’t have to come in today’. I don’t know why he didn’t tell me that when I spoke to him on Friday, but(…)

Huge steel balls wrapped in wool and the colourful lights on the casino building were the backdrop for a demonstration against Israeli action under the banner of ‘Justice for Palestine’, Tuesday night. Searching in the milling crowd before the speeches, I looked for John Blue and found him already recording, immersed in journo mode. Em(…)

Went with Dave San and John Blue last month to sit in while John interviewed an elderly, purple heart decorated war vet. He lives in a slightly run-down block of flats, all rooms honey-comb screened to keep the world outside. He is a gracious, eloquent, lonely man with an interesting life story, estranged family and(…)

Tonight is my middle sister’s high school graduation. Last night was my little sister’s birthday. I hate to be cliché, and yet it’s sad how it’s true: They grow up so fast. It’s very saddening for me to be bedridden, and a continent away from them during moments such as these. Last year, likewise, I(…)

Hundreds of runners, from the elite to the general public, took part in the sponsored Noosa running festival based at Noosa Sound on Sunday morning. The scenic route takes the runners along Noosa Parade through to the café and green precincts of Gympie terrace as it winds along the Noosa river. Clear skies saw the(…)