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Relays theme relevant beyond special issue

The Drake Relays: For some students, the Relays guarantee a week of alcohol, a week of lost IDs and keys, a week of lost money, a week of (supposedly fun) shambles.

At The Times-Delphic, though, the Relays guarantee two weeks of junk food, two weeks of words and images, two weeks of AP Style, two weeks of (actually fun) shambles.

Every year, we produce a 42-page issue devoted to Drake’s history, culture and future. This year, the TD Relays theme was velocity, or the rate of change in a particular direction with regard to time.

Today at 5 a.m., when I left the newsroom, my second TD Relays complete, I noted a similar theme in my own life.

Every day, I move toward my goal to work as a sports reporter at a major newspaper. Some days, I even ask, “Can I just start my career today?”

Thankfully, though, time steps in and forces me to slow down and learn the trade — a trade I naively assume I already know, at times.

I have always been impatient, but velocity, thankfully, has a ready-made remedy for career-antsy college sophomores, in time. Though I am eager to start my career, I know that I need to let time teach me to report ethically and fairly, handle stubborn sources and write clearly and concisely, among many other skills I have yet to master.

As I reflect on my second TD Relays issue, I hope the theme of velocity resonates for the readers, too.

Moving out (of my comfort zone)

Ready to move out (of my comfort zone)On June 1, I move out. Out of Des Moines. Out of my hometown. Out of the dorms at Drake. Out of, temporarily, the college newspaper scene.

Out of, hopefully, my comfort zone.

As I prepare to physically move out, I face a psychological move out, too, as I prepare for not one but two new jobs. In June, I move two hours away to work as a reporter and photographer at The Observer. In August, I move to my new role as Times-Delphic editor-in-chief.

Though both moves cue momentary stress, I am eager to start for several reasons.

At The Observer, I want to move beyond the section I know and love, one that prefers baskets and aces to court documents and police reports. Though news poses new challenges and a new style, I am ready for a change of pace.

That goal translates to my Times-Delphic job, too.

At The Times-Delphic, I plan to revamp the news section and rely less on the campus calendar and more on hard news. Though I throw the vague phrase “hard news” around constantly, I have a sense of what that phrase actually means for Drake and The Times-Delphic.

I want to talk to Drake students and faculty constantly. I want to learn what bothers them. I want to report on what bothers students and faculty rather than what speaker discussed global relations last Thursday night.

I hope both jobs strengthen my sense of “hard news” and perhaps, endear me to court documents and police reports as to baskets and aces.

When I move out on June 1, I hope to do more than pile my memories in boxes upon boxes (I always over-pack). I hope to move out of my comfort zone and move out of my sports-only outlook. To move to a new realm of news, one I hope welcomes me.

Embracing newness

Yesterday, I hired several members of my 2013-14 Times-Delphic staff. My staff. The phrase stumbles off my tongue, a sign that I adjust slowly to my new role and new power.

Adjusting to my new role as editor-in-chief

Editor-in-chief. Even my own title trips off my tongue.

Even as I adjust to the newness — new staff, new tasks and new goals — I am eager to start in August. Eager to lead a small but lively editorial staff of 14. Eager to prove to myself and to the larger newspaper realm that reserved people can lead. Eager to encounter and overcome all kinds of dilemmas. Like everything else, I expect those dilemmas to feel new, even though I study and anticipate them every day as a Drake University journalism student.

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Learning to love the web

I entered my web page design course in a state of dread — even as a news-Internet student. But the glare exhausts my eyes, I moaned. But I love the smear of ink on my hands as I turn the pages, I whined. But I prefer the scratch of a pen to the click of a key, I reasoned.

Learning to love words on paper and on screen

Clearly, I made excuses for my nerves about web design. I was nervous to muddle through the medium I regularly dubbed a new language — one I refused to learn. Anchor text. Backlinks. Meta tags. Permalinks. Thanks to the class (and a helpful Internet glossary), though, I no longer fear the web. I understand that the web plays a powerful role in the field I love. And, that maybe, just maybe, I can love all words equally, whether on paper or on screen. Continue reading