Wow, two days in a row - that's quite something for me.
Well, a newspaper wants the story I'm working on, which is cool, so I've spent the day sending emails and making phone calls. The only problem is that I won't get comment from the police until tomorrow morning, and my deadline is 12:3o (I have to lecture at one), so tomorrow will be a bit nerve-wracking. The story is looking good, though. Maybe if it's really good I can get another regular writing arrangement with them. I hate selling story ideas to strangers.
I noticed yesterday that the ads on my blog page are targeted for catholic memorabilia, I assume because I wrote about the patron saint of the Internet. I'd better write a whole lot more, so that the ads change. I would hate for anyone to see this page and think I have anything to do with the Catholic church.
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
OK, months later, and I am once again trying to revive this blog. I'm back in Johannesburg, semi-employed and have a home internet connection, so I see no reason why I should not be bombarding you (whoever you are, out there in domain namespace) with witty thoughts, riveting insights and my inner torment.
Semi-employed, actually more like demi-semi-employed. The funding for my lectureship at Rhodes has run out, so I am back here, glad to be living in the same city as Martin, but not gald to not be working. Initially there were plans for me to teach a course at the Wits Journalism School, but their funding also ran out; I was writing for the Mail and Guardian on Technology issues, but they decided to cancel the section (which I was supposed to take over editing). I am currently teaching a few hours a week at Tshwane University of Technology and at Boston Media House. Freelance teaching is fine, but it doesn't even begin to pay the bills, especially since you don't get paid for prep, or marking, or anything else.
The freelance writing is more frustrating, since I have loads of stories, and no-one to tell them to. The problem is that I am a very good journalist, but a really bad salesperson. I hate having to sell myself, or my stories. I am currently sitting on something of a scoop which I am desperately trying to sell to people and am not getting very far with.
Semi-employed, actually more like demi-semi-employed. The funding for my lectureship at Rhodes has run out, so I am back here, glad to be living in the same city as Martin, but not gald to not be working. Initially there were plans for me to teach a course at the Wits Journalism School, but their funding also ran out; I was writing for the Mail and Guardian on Technology issues, but they decided to cancel the section (which I was supposed to take over editing). I am currently teaching a few hours a week at Tshwane University of Technology and at Boston Media House. Freelance teaching is fine, but it doesn't even begin to pay the bills, especially since you don't get paid for prep, or marking, or anything else.
The freelance writing is more frustrating, since I have loads of stories, and no-one to tell them to. The problem is that I am a very good journalist, but a really bad salesperson. I hate having to sell myself, or my stories. I am currently sitting on something of a scoop which I am desperately trying to sell to people and am not getting very far with.
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