Gritting my teeth, I sat down at my desk and tapped my key board furiously.
The words flowed easily, but potential clients would need more than gibberish and boastful phrases. Smoke filled my nostrils, and I thought the blinking cursor skipping across the rapidly filling screen might melt the LED bulb highlighting my every word.
To my dismay, I realized the odor was not bellowing from beneath my fingers, nor a materializing metaphor. Gasping for breath and wiping tears from their eyes, my children piled into the dining room shouting about a fire.
I panicked, but only for a moment.
With my wits returned, I closed my laptop, opened a window and announced, "Dinner is ready."
As a features writer for the local newspaper, I chase leads through muck and high water, spend days gathering as many perspectives on a subject as my deadlines allow and relentlessly hound sources for a single quote to tie the whole article together five minutes before the paper rolls off the press.
Narrative storytelling permits me an opportunity to take a mundane task, such as filling out a bio box, and create a world of intrigue and excitement.
By day, I churn out breaking news, previews, field reports, meeting coverage and investigative snippets about local government.
By night, I don a cape — despite my children’s constant snickering and pointing — and dip my pen in the murky folds of the freelance void.
"I chase leads through muck and high water, spend days gathering as many perspectives on a subject as my deadlines allow and relentlessly hound sources for a single quote."
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