My first love was … probably food. But my second love was journalism. I majored in journalism, was editor of my college newspaper, and worked as a reporter for years before I was laid off, went to grad school, and changed jobs. Even now that I work in public relations, I work with journalists all the time, and have immense respect for the work they do.
I had been wanting to go to an Arizona Storytellers event for a while, and was excited to learn about the event held in May celebrating the Republic’s 125th anniversary with reporters and photojournalists sharing the stories behind some of their most memorable stories.
I attended with friends and colleagues who were also former journalists, and we loved it. The stories were all engaging, sometimes funny, sometimes sad, ranging from covering riots to fashion choices to delivering pizza to border issues.
I became a total fangirl – I emailed the organizer the next day thanking her for getting us in (we had been on a wait list) and telling her my own story of wanting to be a fashion journalist at one time (but eventually landing in news). I started thinking about what my story would be if I ever participated.
When another friend/colleague/former journalist invited me to go earlier this month to a night focused on Motherhood, it was a no brainer. I spent half the night laughing and half the night crying, and left feeling like a part of a sisterhood.
I still don’t know whether I could get up on the stage myself, or what story I would tell. But I am looking forward to the 2016 lineup – election storytelling, movies, more stories about stories, love, growing up – there are many I hope to go to.
What about you? Have you been to Arizona Storytellers? What would you talk about if given the chance?