I'm curious. And I just got a PollDaddy account.

Hey, Look, Another New Blog!

Believe me, I'm trying to update this blog more than once a week. Regrettably (or not?), much of my writing effort is diverted to class work. The most conspicuous diversion from this blog is here. It's my blog for my magazine reporting class. Take a glance if you want, especially since it will show a different part of me (more formal and purposeful) than this blog.

Speaking of which...

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That's What She Said

A friend of mine sent this to me over Gchat in the newsroom one night. The source is here:

“It was a little bit frustrating,” IU volleyball coach Sherry Dunbar said of the match. “I felt like we struggled all night and never really got into a rhythm.”

::facepalm::

These chalkings popped up last Friday morning. (That's right, on September 11.) Unfortunately, they showed up in places with high foot traffic: the B-line Trail, and Seventh Street in front of the Union.



Hopefully, you don't have these wonderful conspiracy theorists on your nearby campus. They are by no means a majority voice, or even a significant minority voice, but they are loud in chalk.

Drought!

In case it isn't obvious from the lack of posts already, classes have started at IU. With those pesky buggers, and combined with the photos, the applications, and other minutiae, I haven't had time to write for this blog as much as I want to.

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Actually, I HAVE had time. I can do what I did in London and write down ideas and rough drafts in a book or on a loose piece of paper. I can send things to myself in an e-mail or a Google Doc while I'm working in the newsroom. I can make a note in my planner during class. I can develop any of those ideas in my head or while I'm eating.

So, basically, this is an admission that I'm not busy enough to stop writing. I'm pretty busy, don't get me wrong, but there are holes in my day when I can write, and I can--no, need--to fill them. I say "need" because I've found that my life goes smoother when I examine things (news, myself, a book, etc.) through writing and not simply in a conversation with myself. (It happens, as you know, but it's not always productive, largely because I can't pull it out later and look at it again.)

I'll give you guys a treat, though: evidence of my busyness. The photos are mine; the video is not.

This is a friend of mine talking with Jared Jeffries after an assignment:
This is during a rainy women's soccer game against Evansville:

And this is Baron Hill. (I'm the photographer on the left! The other guy is the Herald-Times' Jeremy Hogan.)