This week, I worked from 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. on Monday and Thursday. I had another issue of People on the Move released, which can be viewed here. I also finished three other articles that I have been in the process of working on. One is about plants, one about covered bridges, and the last is about outdoor dining. Unfortunately, none of those have been published yet, so I cannot cite them as evidence. However, I hope to see…
This week, I worked from 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. on Monday and Thursday. I haven’t had any new articles published since last week (with the exception of POTM). Although I can’t detail what I’m working on before I publish it, I will say that I am writing a handful of articles for various newsdesks/editors; two are guides, and four are full articles. As much work as that may sound like, many of the stories are considered low priority, and…
This week I worked 11 am to 4 pm on Monday and Thursday. I am continuing to work on one article for the feature desk and am starting a new article about antique shops for the business desk. Now that my happy hour guide has been published, I am starting a new guide, which seems to be far larger than the last. Currently, I have over 100 viable locations listed. This week I was also given access to my employee…
This week, I completed an article about board game bars, which can be found here: Maine is finally getting on board with games at bars. I really enjoyed working on this article because it was the first story that I pitched to an editor at the Press Herald. At first, the story was going to be given to a more experienced writer, but instead, I was given the opportunity! I worked 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. last Monday and Thursday,…
Through WRT317, or proposal and grant writing, I hope to develop my professional writing skills. As an aspiring journalist, learning how to pack information into each sentence and write in a condensed, professional, and informative manner is crucial. I hope that workshopping my writing in large groups will give me insight into how other people interpret my language and overall writing. Again, understanding how people perceive what I write is so important for any type of news writing. Learning how…
Q: Excerpt from The Story Of An Hour: “She was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength.” C: I chose this sentence because it is the turning point in the story. Initially, readers meet a depressed Mrs. Mallard who has just been informed of her husband’s death. Although readers assume this news will kill the already depressed woman, the story portrays her as joyful. From a feminist perspective, it can be said…
INTRODUCING EARLY LIFE?? In 1991 Jennifer Gennaco graduated with her Bachelors IN WHAT from Colby College, ten years later Gennaco graduated again this time with a Masters IN WHAT degree from the University of Massachusetts, Boston. Gennaco had always had a passion for English and for teaching. “QUOTE HERE” With experience teaching students ranging from middle school to post-secondary education. This broad background “QUOTE”. In 2010 Gennaco began teaching English composition at the University of New England. She then progressed…
This essay is built on six short term and long term goals I have created for my college career. Students were asked to write an in-depth exploration of each of their goals while connecting each goal to a previous texts the class had read. These connections helped create a foundation for each goal, further helping each student develop a set of goals for our college experience. Goal Setting For Freshman Year The transition from highschool to college feels monumental to…
For this project, I was prompted to write a poem about my everyday life. The poem I wrote was about my poetry class and the experience I have every time I am in that classroom. Poetry Creative Writing Twice a week we conjugate in a circle. Writers and scientists, Fourteen minds connected, Sharing the elegance of language. Poetic prosperity begins to seep Into the very walls of our room. The circle’s energy pulsates, Our thoughts pop and burst Until Marcil…
Sleek roads meld into black skys As curved as the wheel maneuvering them Headlights do little to bite the darkness But happily sear my eyes with every passing car The road eats away at my wheels My car becomes nothing Just me and road Yet Something in the distance Something road has hidden from me The outer curves of her hides A figure I have never been good at eye spy My brake lights illuminate My headlights flash onto Him…
