The Exclusive

As most of you know, I write for a paper called The Statesman.

Guess what?

I like it :)

I am currently just a staff writer, but as that saying goes, "This is no such thing as just a staff writer, there is only a paper."

Yes, I made that up. ha ha


Well what I do is more than just write. I have learned how to interview people, ask questions, and try to meet deadlines with all my might! (I mostly do)

I have also learned that making a newspaper happen is A LOT of work.. my editors practically live in the office and never sleep! Poor things!

I like this because it forces me to meet new people of all kinds and get out of my little shy girl shell. But what I like more is seeing my articles in the paper and thinking "Oh yeah, thats mine!"

Want to know a secret?

It makes me feel famous!

Although people still can't remember my name.

It's Jessica. okay?

I love seeing people reading the paper and wondering.. are they reading my article?

I also love that two of my great friends Madeline and now Laura have gotten the paper dedicated to them! In my opinion that is a win win for everyone. :)

So you could say that I have had a good experience so far and that I like this job.

To prove to you that I am a journalist I will give you something that will not be printed in the paper... and it better not be!

To you I give the exclusive.....



BREAKING NEWS!

THIS JUST IN!

LOCAL JOURNALIST BARES ALL AT MEETING

On Tuesday, November 2, a writer who would like to remain anonymous, accidently showed a little too much skin while covering a meeting for her local university.
The writer was running late and had dressed in one of her favorite skirts before dashing to the meeting. Sources say that as soon as the writer sat down, she tugged the skirt in a downward motion because it had ridden up. An immediate rip was heard and the writers face has been confimed as a similar pink shade to that of the skirt. She then proceeded to twist her body to the side in order to hide the rip while participating in the customary Scottsman cheer. The writer then took of her pink pea coat and layed it across her lap casually and took notes for the rest of the meeting.
The writer said that during the meeting she realized she would need to ask one of the council members questions after the meeting. Once the meeting concluded, she pinned her jacket in between her elbow and waist and hung her purse from her elbow as well.
Standing awkwardly with her arms full of a pea coat, purse and holding a notepad and pen, she asked her questions and "booked it" back to the news offices where she laughed for one quick minute and wrote her article.


Okay I will tell you another secret:





That writer was me.










:)





Yes I, Jessica, ripped my skirt about TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
much right as a meeting i was covering started.



All I can say is that it wasn't my first wardrobe malfunction....
So there you have it ladies and gentleman,
I have now changed my career to
professional wardrobe malfunctioning cover upper.....

fit that on your business card.