Thursday, July 15, 2004

Feelings I don't like: Ennui

I've been sitting here for three hours spinning a pen cap trying to figure out how to break into journalism.

And by break into I mean write something that will somehow be published by someone.

I really don't know where to begin, and I don't think AIBO will be any help sniffing out a solution to this problem.

I'm crippled by what I consider my lack of a portfolio. The anemic bundle of bleached tree fibers amounts to two real articles, two real editorials and about 15 satirial Onion-esqe articles and assorted commentary from my days as a newsie at the Gonzaga Bulletin. Oh yeah, all the real articles were for the Cheney Free Press--dunno if that'll work for or against me.

My big idea was to start small, stick with my roots. Living in Seattle I have access to shitloads more concerts than my fellow Americans in Spokane. Any act that rolls through Spokane more or less has time on their hands between the Emerald City and Boise or Missoula. SO, I write an article PREVIEWING concerts coming to Spokane based on watching a given band in Seattle. The best chance of landing this gig, I think, is through an independent spokane area rag (see: The Inlander, The Local Planet). Newspaper concert reviews are fundamentally flawed because they always appear after the fact. "Best concert ever huh? Tight, I'll have to catch them when they roll through again in 5 or 10 years."

My system, obviously, would fix that. I've already pitched this idea to some chick at the Inlander whom a friend (also working at the inlander) put me in touch with. The email went unreplied to. That was months ago, back when I kinda liked my job and wasn't actively think of ways to leave it and be self-sufficient. Things, like people, change. It's not me, it's you.

So I'm going after the idea again, but this time I want ammunition above and beyond what I've done in the past. I'm going to write an article unasked-for, dazzle them, and I'm in. Unfortunately the only band coming to Spokane in the near future that isn't Loverboy or this guy is Pedro the Lion. Fortunately, I really like Pedro the Lion and I'd jump at the chance to go to their concert anyway. Win win. One snag: the closest they get to Seattle before hitting Spokane is Vancouver, the night before. The plan isn't nearly as well thought out as I'd hoped.

Back to the drawing board . . . If there is an easier or better way, someone let me know.

Update: Looks like David Byrne is coming to town. I'm seeing him in Seattle a night later but I saw him in Spokane at the Fox a few years ago and talked to him a little so maybe that'll work. . .

4 Comments:

At 3:08 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Luke,

You should make some of your writing available here so we can read it. I found, I think, one article that you (with Ben, maybe?) had written a couple years back and it was pretty funny and interesting. I'd like to see some more.

Also, I think (and when I say 'think', I mean 'make groundless speculations') that most journalists and journalist-esque writers always have a big-ass portfolio of work to offer when job hunting. I know that it sucks to write some stuff without a financial incentive, but you could at least post the stuff here after you've written it. That way it wouldn't be a total loss if you can't get it published.

--Mike Sheffler

 
At 4:15 PM, Blogger Luke said...

Are you talking about the Easter one? Where Jesus' deciples missunderstand him and they start eating the flesh and drinking the blood of normal people? That's the only one I did with Ben.

Are you talking about putting up some old work? I've been thinking about it.

It's all online, I should link or c&p some. . .

 
At 8:31 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Heh. I don't remember, but that does sound highly amusing.

Speaking of Ben, I hope I didn't get him too pissed when I commented on his article. It just really upset me for some reason. I think he'll survive.

--Mike Sheffler

 
At 11:19 AM, Blogger Luke said...

I talked to him about it actually. He didn't seem pissed, said he wanted to reply to your post, but was at that fucktard friend's house, Michael or whatever.

Ben's not afraid of criticism, he takes it well.

I cry a lot, he handles it fine

 

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