Well, I’m finally getting around to doing it. After six months back in Canada I decided to return to the world of blogging. I don’t really know why it took me so long to get another blog up and going. After all, I love writing and taking pictures.
Perhaps I feared I was a one-hit wonder with Sleepless in Suva. I mean, will I be able to entertain readers now that I’m back in the Forest City or would I end up like that guy who sang the Macarena: all washed up … what was his name again?
In Fiji I had street dogs, local grifters, homemade licence plates, and a slew of other Third World anecdotes to blog about.
Now, back in London, I have two cats, a girlfriend who’s repeatedly requested to be left out of all of my writings and sleepwalking habit that I can’t seem to kick to rely on for material.
So you can see why I put off starting this new blog for so long.
But the fall is a time of new beginnings: students go back to school (suckers), a new season is ushered in, I just started a new job and we could even get a new mayor in London. Well, OK, the last one is bit of a stretch. But anyways, I’m back.
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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Reunited and it feels so good
I'm back.
Since graduating from the University of Western Ontario 16 months ago, I embarked on a journalism odyssey that took me across southwestern Ontario and to the other side of the globe.
But now I'm finally home.
After all, it was a love of my community that led me down my current career path. Unfortunately, after finishing school, working in London wasn't an option. So I set sail on a reporting odyssey, featuring stints at a daily newspaper in Sarnia, a semi-daily paper in Fiji, a weekly publication in Chatham, then back to Sarnia again before I finally landed in my favoured Forest City on Sept. 7.
Unlike Odysseus, I didn't encounter enchanting Sirens or six-headed monsters along the way, but I did run into plenty of obstacles of my own. From government censors in Fiji to a mind-dulling two-hour daily commute to the Chemical Valley, my journalism journey was bumpy one at times.
But throughout the whole ordeal, the unforgettable words of wisdom of the terminator … I mean, Governor of California, Arnold Schwarzenegger, ec
hoed in my mind: "I'll be back."
I just hoped my odyssey would be slightly shorter than Odysseus' ten-year expedition. After all, I had a Penelope (though much less patient) of my own to get home to, plus I was eager to start writing about my community again.
Now, here I am.
Again, I differ from Homer's Greek hero because, now home, I don't plan to slay any villains, build a shrine or rule any countries. I'll be far too busy delivering the news to my fellow citizens.
And is there a better time to be a reporter in London?
The fall is a season of changes, full of fresh stories – from a heated municipal election to thousands of students heading back to the classroom to a never-ending stream of interesting occurrences in need of telling.
The pen is truly mightier than the sword – maybe had Odysseus realized this, his odyssey might have been a little shorter.
Don't get me wrong, I loved the last 16 months of meeting new people, living in a foreign country and being a part of some great newsrooms. But in the words of another famous protagonist who just wanted to return to her community, "There's no place like home."
Since graduating from the University of Western Ontario 16 months ago, I embarked on a journalism odyssey that took me across southwestern Ontario and to the other side of the globe.
But now I'm finally home.
After all, it was a love of my community that led me down my current career path. Unfortunately, after finishing school, working in London wasn't an option. So I set sail on a reporting odyssey, featuring stints at a daily newspaper in Sarnia, a semi-daily paper in Fiji, a weekly publication in Chatham, then back to Sarnia again before I finally landed in my favoured Forest City on Sept. 7.
Unlike Odysseus, I didn't encounter enchanting Sirens or six-headed monsters along the way, but I did run into plenty of obstacles of my own. From government censors in Fiji to a mind-dulling two-hour daily commute to the Chemical Valley, my journalism journey was bumpy one at times.
But throughout the whole ordeal, the unforgettable words of wisdom of the terminator … I mean, Governor of California, Arnold Schwarzenegger, ec
hoed in my mind: "I'll be back."I just hoped my odyssey would be slightly shorter than Odysseus' ten-year expedition. After all, I had a Penelope (though much less patient) of my own to get home to, plus I was eager to start writing about my community again.
Now, here I am.
Again, I differ from Homer's Greek hero because, now home, I don't plan to slay any villains, build a shrine or rule any countries. I'll be far too busy delivering the news to my fellow citizens.
And is there a better time to be a reporter in London?
The fall is a season of changes, full of fresh stories – from a heated municipal election to thousands of students heading back to the classroom to a never-ending stream of interesting occurrences in need of telling.
The pen is truly mightier than the sword – maybe had Odysseus realized this, his odyssey might have been a little shorter.
Don't get me wrong, I loved the last 16 months of meeting new people, living in a foreign country and being a part of some great newsrooms. But in the words of another famous protagonist who just wanted to return to her community, "There's no place like home."
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