Today I worked my first ‘deadline shift’ at the Toronto Star (4 pm – 12 am).
I wrote eight stories in what felt like rapid succession. I say ‘felt like’ because I’m still a newbie, and I know I’ll look back at this at the end of the summer and realize I was the tortoise in a hare’s race (assuming none of the other news hares take a nap before the deadline).
Now I understand why the letters have been worn off the radio room’s keyboard.
The highlight was when a stressed-out reporter called for someone who was tied up in a meeting.
Her reaction when she couldn’t get him: “Sonofabitch, Sonofabitch, Sonofabitch, Sonofabitch!”
I guess I should get used to @$%$ing expletives on the job.
But here’s the big thing about this internship: they call it hard news for a reason.
I’m not exactly going to be writing happy, fuzzy stories. For now, it’s all (heart) breaking news. I mean, when is the last time “this just in” was followed by something like: “Lonely senior adopts orphaned puppy.”
Most of the links I’m posting below will take you stories that are, to say the least, a bit more somber.
Here are today’s headlines by yours truly:
I should note: As these stories get updated, the byline might change.