Bernhard Schlink

So,

One of the first lessons you need to learn in journalism is how to handle mistakes.

Especially at a daily paper, you are going to mess up. Maybe you'll mishear something during an interview, or you'll screw up a date, or maybe refer to someone as a manager instead of an owner.

You have to let small stuff like that go, and just promise yourself you'll do better next time.

And today, when I walked into Bernhard Schlink's reading in Downtown Whitehorse, I cringed.

In my preview article for the event, I spelled his first name wrong. It's "BernHard", not "Bernard". (I blame the press release I based the article on, because it made the same mistake. Next time I'll double-check online...)

Anyways, after the reading I convinced him to pose for a quick shot.

This is another one of my favorite things about being a journalist: star-spotting. In 2008 I got the chance to meet Jack Layton, Hawksley Workman, David Suzuki and Ted Harrison.

I've only been working two days and I've already met a world-renowned author!

(Please ignore that my hair is still wet from swimming laps, and my awkward smile...)

Time for bed.

Will!!