Here is a sampling of my newspaper work..
I have covered these girls since they were in the eighth grade. Both were outstanding high school players. Both went on to stellar college careers at my alma mater, Loyola in New Orleans. Now they're learning how hard it is to deal with high school girls like they used to be...
It was good to see them again...
I miss writing about sports. OK, I don't miss soccer. Yes, we play soccer in the winter in Louisiana. Apparently, no one else does. And there were playoffs yesterday in 40 degree temperatures and rain.
No thank you.
I enjoyed writing this one, even though I procrastinated mightily to sit down to write it. Another journalist pal of mine (a famous one at ESPN) said he procrastinates because he works so much better on a deadline. Must be a journalist thing.
I get it. Me too.
I used to just crank out stories like these -- sometimes three or four a week plus two live games and sometimes an extra Sunday feature or weekend advance. Those were the days.
But since moving to news/a life of crime, I've slowed to a crawl. These days I might write 100 words per day.
And few of them even add up to sentences.
This is the fifth feature story I've written since August.
You read that right. Five in six months.
I fear my brain is turning to mush.