Kill Your Own Damn Darlings
*All darlings have been sarcastically struck from this post
Yup, here I go being cynical again.
Maybe you’ve already heard me rant on the subject. Maybe not. Maybe I don’t care.
This is in response to the style of writing I feel is being taught to us here at the J School thus far. The basic, obvious, boring, tape recorder style writing.
I get it. Building blocks, fundamentals, work your way up, walk before you run.
That’s all great, unless you intend to fly.
I’m not necessarily criticizing my professors. Possibly it’s the way that they were taught. Possibly it’s the way they think is best to teach us. Possibly it’s the unwritten, unspoken, uncompromisable rule in journalism.
Or possibly it’s the reason they have had jobs in journalism and I probably never will.
But sometimes I feel suffocated by the rigid structure.