How the hell did it get to be the end of November already?
Suffice it to say, the month of November has been an extremely busy one.
I admit, I am enjoying my new role with the paper, though the transition maybe hasn’t been quite as smooth as I had potentially hoped. While my writing is solid, there are a lot of intricacies with Canadian Press style that I have yet to get through my skull, as well as work within the systems the company uses.
Still, according to my supervising editor, I shouldn’t beat myself too badly. My writing, according to her, is sitting around “95 per cent,” just needing some polishing. And as for the company systems, I’m apparently picking them up faster than most as well, so all-in-all, after less than a month on the job I can’t say too much.
I appreciate the fact that my supervising editor is taking the time to go over the stories I’m writing with me, and then letting me go in and make the corrections myself, to further solidify the learning.
My old editor’s last day is Tuesday. He originally gave notice for the beginning of November, however he agreed to stay on two days a week until the end of the month. With him leaving, there is going to be a bit of a void in the Stettler area, at least until a replacement is found. I’m hoping to fill in where I can, as much as I can in the interim.
As for school, it is going well as well. I’ll be done by last module of my Communications course within the next couple of days, then will have three weeks to finish my final assignment and study for my final exam. In the meanwhile, I’ve also been doing some reading through some of the earlier modules of my English course in preparation for reading Charles Dickens Great Expectations. That is the final novel to read before getting ready for the final assignment and final exam for that course at the end of January.
Overall, I am feeling good. I’m feeling content. Driven. I’m feeling a level of inner peace that I haven’t felt since…I honestly don’t know when.
The journey so far has been long and arduous, but despite everything I am persevering despite myself, and that feels pretty damn good. I’m grateful for the journey. I’m grateful for the strength it has given me.
I don’t know what the next steps of the journey entail, but I no longer look to the future with trepidation, but optimism instead.