OPINION: Why I don’t have a favourite story
I HAVE come to a point in my career where it’s almost impossible to go to the supermarket without running into someone I know from the community. And to me, it’s a sign that I’ve made it in my profession in this rural southeast town called Gatton.
When I arrived in town five years ago, I didn’t know a single soul – today (which includes my one-year hiatus back in South Australia) it’s the complete opposite.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t devastated the Gatton Star will cease printing this month, and transition to a digital-only presence.
I have loved print. Designing pages, choosing where to put the stories, taking creative photos and of course working on captivating front pages.
Yes, it’s the end of a print era, it’s sad, but it doesn’t mean my journalism stops, or my dedication to the community.
I honestly can’t recall a favourite story from my time in Gatton. There’s been so many stories I’ve written during my journo days, or helped my team with as an editor.
Each story has its own merits for being a favourite.
For me, the highlights are the friendships, the random catch-ups in the street and what went on during the interviews that I love the most.
For example, asking the mayor to perch herself in the town’s CBD roundabout and pretend she was sitting under a gigantic broccoli.
Spending a good 20 minutes throwing baby spinach leaves in the air over and over to get the best photo possible.
Or the countless times I’ve trekked out for farming stories, only to come back with mud caked all over my boots. And most recently, being offered a ride in a cotton picker – something I’ve never experienced.
It’s these moments, building relationships and friendships, I’ve loved the most.
The best thing about our move to digital is that these moments can continue.
I understand the death of print is a sad time, but don’t give up on the Gatton Star. I for one am looking forward to hearing your stories and publishing them in the digital sphere.