Confessions

1. Those things I lost? Well, they’re still lost.  Perhaps I didn’t make myself clear in the last Four Month Journal: the USB drive, DVD cable, and my driver’s license that I lost earlier this month? Yeah, those items were never found. I had to wait in a not-that-long-but-still-miserable line at the BMV to take …

Four Month Journal: Frenzied finals

I fear that if I don’t sit down with my thoughts at this very moment, I never will. These last four months were me frantically––yes, frantically––establishing myself as a committed, dedicated journalist at the E.W. Scripps School of Journalism at Ohio University. But with all of this responsibility, mentorship, and career-defining experience, I’ve ignored the …