But we'll sing just one more song! Thanks for doin your part, ya sure are smart! Thanks to me and you, and my dog Blue, we can do anything that we wanna do!
Yeah, I'm pretty excited that this semester is coming to a close. This has been one of the longest semesters of my four years at WVU and I'm thrilled that it is finally over. However, through all of the work I had to do for both capstone classes and both internships I participated in, I would have to say I learned the most from my professional writing capstone. I have been familiar with newsroom work for three years, and while I know I can still learn about it I feel I needed to learn more about my minor before I went job hunting. The things I learned during my internship at the WVU Press made me a more marketable individual as I enter the workforce and I hope that makes it easier for me to get a job soon. I don't know if anyone from the Press is going to actually read this final post, or any for that matter, but I would just like to say thank you, first for all of the experience and patience they offered me throughout this semester. Secondly, I'd like to thank everyone there for the wonderful graduation card they sent me! I especially love the Henry David Thoreau quote on the front:
"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined."
Yeah, H.D.T. knew what he was talking about. Either way, my reflection on this final semester in this final blog post for this final PWE class is that I know now that there is still plenty of room to grow. I know that I can immerse myself in the world of journalism as much as I want for now, but the simple truth is that there aren't a lot of jobs out there and I'm going to have tons of bills to pay shortly. The money-hungry turds of the world will soon be knocking on my door and my only option will be to answer and pay them what I owe simply for existing. The point is I need to keep an open mind to whatever job comes my way, be it journalism or professional writing and editing. Before it was either journalism or no job at all, meaning I'd have to live with my parents for an extended period of time, and that is not something I want to do after living on my own for four years.
This brings me to a final simple, human truth:
A job in professional writing and editing is better than facing an ambiguous future of living in a basement in Martinsburg, WV, which smells funny and has nothing to offer creatively.
I leave you with that and this link to my final portfolio.
Ciao,
amm
http://sites.google.com/site/ambers491aportfolio/
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