Did you — or do you — write for your school newspaper?
I did. My first feature, back in 1991 (if I recall correctly), was a two-page spread on the intersection of faith and art, in which I discussed the work of Sam Phillips, U2, and Peter Gabriel. I did movie reviews, music reviews (I wrote my Achtung Baby review after visiting Tower Records for the album’s midnight release), and interviews. Eventually I reviewed new CDs in a weekly column called “The Hills Are Alive.”
And here I am, writing about the same subjects today.
It’s a joy to work at Seattle Pacific University today and meet up and coming writers who are already engaging journalists, shaping the campus newspaper – The Falcon – into a worthwhile read. (And it’s very strange to find myself a subject in the paper, instead of a contributor.) Even though newspapers are disappearing and journalism is changing, the school paper isn’t just practice. It’s a tough job. You have to learn to report with some degree of objectivity, excellence, and passion. In editorials, you want to stir things up, inspire conversation, challenge the status quo. You have to learn how to speak the truth about the administration and the faculty, even if they threaten to pull the plug on your paper. You struggle to avoid sensationalism, arresting readers with relevance, creativity, and solid research.
But then, I suspect anybody who’s publishing today who got their start in the school paper probably has an embarrassing photo in the archives somewhere.