Tuesday, May 10, 2011
One of the first lessons you need to learn in journalism is how to handle mistakes.
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.