I can’t exactly pinpoint when I was first introduced to the journalism world, but I know it happened sometime around the time I turned 10 years old. It was an unimportant little way of getting my foot in the door (cliched, I know), but that typing role for my middle school’s quarterly, one-page publication was enough to make me associate a love of words with such an amazing profession.
For awhile, I put journalism on the back burner (cliche #2) to pursue what I thought was a more “reasonable” career: acting. If you’re reading this blog, well, then I guess you know how that turned out (hint: not very well). It wasn’t until my junior year of high school that I decided to apply for a spot on the school newspaper; it’s been true love ever since.
I suppose that’s the reason I decided to move from the third largest city in the United States to a town in the middle of Missouri.
As a graduate of the Missouri School of Journalism, I can tell you that it’s been a wild ride, and I don’t regret a minute of it.
I’m also continuing to pursue a long-distance relationship with the French language after spending six months in Reims, France. I’m currently employed as a full-time copy editor (and Oxford comma enthusiast) and live in Los Angeles.
P.S. Please correct my grammar (you already know I’m correcting yours)