Thursday, January 1, 2015

Happy New Year!

2015 is shaping up to be quite a busy year and, hopefully, bringing its own share of adventures...albeit more tamer than I'm use to.

Those days traveling, running around and exploring the world have taken a back seat over the last 6 months while I pursue my master's degree and write for my hometown newspaper in Arizona. Pumping out 5000 words a week isn't necessarily a big load for a newspaper reporter, but it's enough to take it out of you and really affect your personal writing productivity.

It comes with its own set of benefits, however. I am getting paid to write, and the more I report and comment on the happenings in my community the more connected I feel with it. I grew up here, but there is so much I don't know about this place. Now I'm given the opportunity to explore and share my city's story. That's something absolutely wonderful and, for the time being, exactly what I needed to get grounded again here at home. 

If you ever want to check out some of the history writing I'm doing, go read some of the Yesteryear columns on the Kingman Daily Miner website. Every week I dive into the museum archives in Kingman and pull up some interesting bits of history. I get to handle newspapers and books over a hundred years old and hear the voices of the past. It's always interesting to see what was important to the people back then, and to read how they reacted to events we learned in history books. 

It's a kind reminder that the writing I'm doing now carries purpose. I'm a journalist. My job is to write the stories of our time. Those last decades, much longer than the lifespan of a blog. It's an honor to write them.

While I'm writing for the newspaper and going to school, I know that my blog will remain quiet for longer chunks of time. Sometimes the moments of everyday life don't merit anything worth sharing with the world. Small moments I share with family and friends are meant to be private and intimate, and there are many more of those in between adventures. 

It's a comfort to know that this little corner of the Internet here still exists, and that an account of the places I've been and the people I've met is available here for me to read. Of course I could never forget, but like most memories you miss out on the little details. The sights, the sounds. The little nuances that compose a scene. I'm not the greatest of writers, but I did a good enough job to journal what I saw and how I felt. When I read those posts, I'm back there again. 

I'll pop in from time to time over the next 16 months to blog for a bit. There are no trips planned for the foreseeable future, and that's ok. Now is the time to put in the work. I'll get back out there again. All travelers do; the great unknown never stops calling us. We all read about how little time we have on this earth, and yes life can pass you by fairly quickly if you let it. But for those who have the drive and want something a little more, there will always be opportunities to go out there and make some memories that last forever.

Happy New Year everyone!