13 January 2009

One day DOWN

I'm officially done. With the first night of production for the Daily Trojan, that is. Everything ran as smoothly as I could have hoped, though we did run later than expected because we wanted to make sure that we set a high precedence at the beginning of the year in terms of clean copy, solid design and quality content. Given that this is the first time a lot of my editors have really used InDesign and actually worked together to produce an issue, I think it was a success.

The dynamic of my staff is just incredible as well - I know that I actually worried more about interpersonal relations when selecting my senior editors than competency. Not to say that I didn't take into account how news-savvy and organized they were, but I recognized that how their personalities fit in with everyone else's was going to make a world of difference for the tone of the semester. Working in good company makes life pretty dang good, even with late nights and constant tasks to take care of.

Dedicated, passionate people make me happy.

It's funny how different the start of this semester is compared to the start of the fall, when I was scrambling from one thing to the next, always feeling one step behind and failing miserably at life, etc. Though I know the semester ahead is going to be a crazy hectic one, I can already tell just from the first night that it will also be one of the best - not for the lasts that are requisite parts of senior year - but for all the firsts that I'll inevitably experience these next few months as I step into this very different realm of college.

I love change and renewing and beginning again, and I think holding this position this semester means that I'll always be learning something new - about the DT, about the campus, about the many students and the lives they lead during their four-year tenure at USC. It's so intriguing, and I just want to write write write about everything I learn.

Things always happen for a reason, and everything falls into place in due time. 

I hope it all works out.

11 January 2009

My Time With You

How can you not be in a good mood after listening to this?

10 January 2009

Not for profit

So I attended a freelancing workshop at the LA Times today, my first step toward pursuing my ambitions as a freelance journalist. I didn't know quite what to expect, whether this would be an informal gathering or a ridiculously formal networking opportunity, and so, armed with resumes and a notepad, I drove 10 minutes downtown to the imposing building and clacked my way across the front lobby to the press room on the first floor.

The other attendees represented a wide range of ages, experiences, and above all else, attitudes. It was easy to tell, based on the way that the other journalists interacted, who was there out of interest in the panelists' advice, and who was there solely for the sake of networking. A woman I befriended before the workshop began had been working as on-air talent in the Hong Kong market for seven years and had just recently moved back to the States in hopes of establishing her name here. Even so, though I knew that she was friendly because she was hoping to establish connections, her banter revealed that it wasn't the only reason why she was so conversational. 

Even with so much experience under her belt - she had worked for several different stations within the States prior to her move to Asia - she genuinely wanted to hear about my own experiences, my internships, the stories that I'd covered in my few measly years as a "journalist." It was refreshing to meet someone who really took to heart the idea that journalism, at its core, is about always learning and asking and  absorbing new ideas, not about competition and getting ahead and chucking other people under the bus if it meant getting the story.

I always feel pretty dang tool-ish at networking events, because though I know that the purpose is to establish connections with other writers, publicists and talent, I can't help feeling like I'm selling out a little bit every time I shake a new hand and talk about my accomplishments. It's not in the Asian American nature to toot your own horn, but in freelancing, it's really about branding yourself, your writing and your ideas, as well as acting as your own PR representative. All while staying grounded.

The panelists, comprised of freelance writers, videographers and editors, proved that it is possible to strike that happy balance, however. Albert Kim, who has written and acted as editor at Sports Illustrated, ESPN, Details, People and Entertainment Weekly, among other publications, was the most down-to-earth, normal guy I had ever met (relatively speaking, of course). He hasn't let success get to his head and is constantly on the lookout for the next step in his career - he's since switched careers to be a television writer.

What made these people so successful was that they kept their eyes on the goal and believed in the work they were doing, rather than doubting themselves and scuffling along just for the profit at the end of the day. They really believed in the story of the four-minute mile, of the British man who defied critics and ran a four-minute mile, and how, once that mental barrier was broken, tons of other people began to follow suit. The panelists talked about pushing past minor setbacks and temporary delays because the only thing that mattered in the end was having that final goal clearly imprinted in their minds' eye.
 
Suffice it to say, after today's panel, I walked away inspired. I really admire people who are able to make a living from freelance work - it speaks leaps and bounds of not only their writing skills, but also their people skills. I'm excited to get started. 


Dream Big

If there were ever a time to dare,
To make a difference,
To embark 
on something worth doing, 
It is now.
Not for any grand cause, necessarily
But for something that tugs
at your heart,
something thing that's your aspiration,
something that's your dream.

You owe it to yourself 
to make your days here count.
Have fun.
Dig deep.
Stretch.

Dream big.

Know, though
that things worth doing 
seldom come easy.
There will be good days.
And there will be bad days.
There will be times when you 
want to turn around,
pack it up
and call it quits.
Those times tell you that you are pushing yourself,
that you are not afraid to learn by
trying.

Persist.

Because with an idea,
determination,
and the right tools,
you can do great things.
Let your instincts,
your intellect,
and your heart guide you.

Trust.

Believe in the incredible power 
of the human mind.
Of doing something
that makes 
a difference.
Of working hard.
Of laughing and hoping.
Of lazy afternoons.
Of all the things that will cross
your path this year.

The start of something new
brings the hope of 
something great.
Anything is possible.
There is only one you.
And you will pass this way
only once.

Do it right.

- author unknown


09 January 2009

Compassion, comparison, competition

Two heads might be better than one, but beyond that, life gets a little bit crazy. Being part of a team or staff means not only working toward a common goal, but also figuring out what role each person will play in the journey toward achieving said goal. It's a delicate balance between being assertive and attentive, being a leader and a follower at different points throughout the group relationship.

I think leadership style is a lot like trying to jump into the middle of someone else's conversation. You wait for the right moment to contribute your own two cents to the topic of discussion, and successful integration is a tricky task to master. The ideal situation is that your comment or follow-up to a point made will add to the conversation rather than cause an awkward gap of silence as the previous conversationalists try to figure out how the heck you fit into the picture.

The catch is that joining a conversation means, first of all, knowing the context, and second of all, gauging the banter and tone of the talk from a distance. Jumping rope, timing the entrance just right.

Being visible without being overbearing. Deliberate without being controlling.

Diving headfirst into this leadership role is really proving to be a test of how I think, how I interact, how I can speak in a way that actually enhances the conversation.

I'm working on getting this timing thing down, that's all.

06 January 2009

Quotables

"The clock is running. Make the most of today. And remember that time waits for no one. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift. That's why it's called The Present."

05 January 2009

New York, New York

I want to escape to a city that never sleeps. As I've learned over this past winter break, my mind is what keeps me up at night, nothing more and nothing less. It's not stress, work, or insomnia. Not really. What keeps me awake is this constant influx of ideas - with the last semester of college fast-approaching, I'm realizing that there are just so many things I want to do before college stops and real life begins, and I can't sleep because I simply can't wait.

These days, even when I try to wind down with my book of the moment before bed, I find myself jotting down notes about what I need to do tomorrow or ideas for future pieces that I harvest from the literature before me. Had a long chat with the mumsy today, something that's become quite a rarity, and she actually said that she'd given it some thought, and it might be good for me to experience life on the East Coast, if I was really that bent on pursuing magazine journalism.

"It's not that I want to get away from here," I said. "It's just that I want so badly to go there."

And that's the best way to venture out to a new place or try something new, isn't it? Not because you want to escape from something or are sick of your current condition, but because you want to move toward something new and curious and beautiful.

New York City is somewhere I want to be because there are just so many stories to be told in that small area of space, and its contradictions are so intriguing to me. How can a place so full of human interaction also be one of the loneliest cities in the nation? And how do so many different social enclaves work together and coexist given their turbulent history?

In a day and age when integration and acceptance are not only PC, but expected, I want to see what it's like to be in the center of this melting pot of cultural, economic and political thought.

I know it's cliche for writers and artists to want to venture over to NYC, but I really do see the appeal, and I'd love to experience the city while I'm still in my 20s. Romanticized? Maybe. But all the same, how can you not love the Big Apple?

Amazing food.

Beautiful parks.

Theater and entertainment.

Coffee shops.

I want to stay awake and dream with eyes wide open. Not like I get nearly enough sleep here anyway, right? Har har.