A dose of reality
July 16, 2013
By Veronica Austin
I have been on The Beat for the past three years and, up until this year, I have always had someone else from Liberty on The Beat with me. We split up writing assignments, shared Teen Talk duties and could volunteer for articles we were interested in writing, while passing up those we weren’t.
This year, I was the only one from my school, meaning all of those once-shared responsibilities fell onto my shoulders; I’ll be the first to admit that my motivation to produce quality work was no match for the senioritis that had overtaken me by October.
I missed deadlines — one issue the content I was responsible for wasn’t even printed at all, I’d gotten it in so late. I tried to make up for it by attending meetings and fundraisers, which I almost always did … except when I forgot.
And? You may be asking yourself. The point of this rather pathetic story about a sub-par staff writer?
The point is this: though I love writing more than anything, being a writer for The Beat didn’t always mean writing just what I wanted. And as I move on from The Beat — and continue to pursue writing — I know that such will be the case more often than not.
I doubt any career would be perfectly enjoyable all day, every day. But pursuing anything — being passionate about anything — means accepting the less-than-ideal assignments in exchange for achieving the ultimate goal; that is, I had to write the articles that weren’t necessarily thrilling before I got the opportunity to pen columns I felt particularly strongly about.
Essentially, I had to work my way up, just like I’ll have to in order to further myself in college and in my career. The Beat gave me an appreciated dose of reality.