Just got done writing a story about the economic crisis and a panel held on campus.
Bad. Why? I have no head for business. No interest, either. Which probably doesn’t bode well for my chosen career, as business journalism is the only sector that’s increasing.
So now I’m going to do nothing to celebrate the end of the story.
Although, this wasn’t the worst story I’ve had to write. First semester, I had to write about paleoclimatology and a faculty club lecture. THAT was horrible. I mean, at least I understand the basic components to the mortgage crisis. I may not have gotten all the terms they threw out, but I know what’s going on. I understood nothing from that lecture. Well, scientifically anyways. Trying to write a story when you don’t get a thing? Hard. Painful.
