Dispatches from an eerily quiet newsroom

I need to do more daily updates so I don’t get so far behind. That’s what crosses my mind as I try to figure out what’s been important about the past three weeks. The most important updates? Well, for one, the other interns are here, and we all seem to be getting along famously. The party our cottage hosted last Friday was a rousing success. It’s looking like a good summer. And, for two, I finally have a chosen career path of sorts — no career yet, but that’s still a work in progress. Basically, I want to do what my boss does — publications editor — but for another non-profit organization, since he’s got this job locked up for the foreseeable future.

This newfound direction has breathed life into my job search and proved to me that having some semblance of a plan actually opens more doors than it closes. Before, I told people I’d know the job I want when I saw it, and they responded with clippings and e-mails for jobs that didn’t interest me whatsoever. Now, though, I can give them a real title I’d like to obtain. Now that I know exactly what I’m looking for, so does everybody else. Sounds like a winning strategy. Or at least I hope it does.

But that’s enough for today. This newsroom is lulling me to sleep, it’s so quiet. Time to go home, make dinner and veg for a while. I’d watch the Yankees if we had cable, but that, as it has been for the past three weeks, is wishful thinking. Then again, so are a lot of things.