Memories

Yesterday, Sept. 11, was a bit difficult for me so I didn't put up a new post however today I am ready.

The reason Sept. 11 is so difficult is because that is the date in 2006 when my mom passed away - rather an auspicious date for sure - what with 9/11 2001 being remembered as well. All a bit much for anyone I think.

Since this blog is about my years as a reporter, I have come to realize it is also about who I am, and why I made the career choice I did and that means it is about my beginnings and how my parents impacted my life. I guess this blog is a work in progress and will be my online journal so this is just a headsup for those who are following this blog . . . sometimes it is all about me me me - (sorry an inside joke) - no seriously it is about the people whose lives I've been fortunate enough to touch and whose lives have touched mine. It is about the people I have met over the years and how they made my life richer, both personally and profesionally.
So today I post a photo in honour of my parents, (my dad passed away March 4, 2008) because it is a kind of affirmation of who I am.
My desire to become a reporter was heavily influenced by my parents.
And so another week begins as a freelance writer with interviews lined up and more people to meet. It is all very exciting. My passion for this line of work never dies. Ask any journalist or writer and you will probably get the same answer.
See it's not all about me.

Learning to blog

Today is the first day of the rest of my life - er blog.
Ok trite but true.
Gads this first post is not a great start for a Canadian writer eh? - lol
And so (ok never start a sentence with AND) I have decided to embrace blogging as a way to continue doing what I enjoy the most - writing.
I never planned on becoming a journalist - it just sort of happened.
In my day (Oh that does sound like I am getting old "er" lol) there were not many women working in the weekly newspaper business - and so because I wanted to be different - a bit of a character flaw I think - I chose to study journalism instead of just aiming for a general arts degree.
A couple of years of university and I had had enough lol - I left the classroom behind (instead of finishing the task at hand - another character flaw I think - yes we all have them) to start my first job as a fledgling reporter in a town in Northern Ontario - New Liskeard. . . back before the nearby mining town of Cobalt burned down . . . before the waterfront of the town was given a facelift) It is one of the best decisions I have ever made and it set me on a journey that I will never forget - which I will write about in the months to come.
Beginning a new journey as a blogger - in the autumn of my life - it seems appropriate that I post a photo of a road near my home, taken in the fall - when the colours of the season amaze and inspire.

I hope that this blog will spark some interest - and inspire too - but if not - at least it will be therapy for this writer (lol) - as I try out this new and exciting medium - a weblog - defined these days as a journal written on-line and accessible to users of the internet.
It is a new template - so to speak - for the creative side of my life.
So I challenge those of you out there who dare read this - to hang on for the ride.
p.s. for those of you who know me - living life to the fullest of what I do - what happens after that - well - it's life.