There is a lot of my work that fascinates me. I get so involved, I lose track of time and space. I get lost in the stories.
When the interviews are over, it's all I can do to keep from writing 3,000 words when the assignment calls for 600.
I wrote a story some months back about a man that grew up hard. He watched his father kill his mother with an ax when he was six. He lived with family and extended family for a while, but went through unspeakable abuse.
Most folks would have written him off, but a kind teacher told him that if he learned to read and got an education, he could become anything he wanted to become.
Long story short, he became a radio DJ, and later a promoter, and now he's CEO of one of the largest branding companies in the southeast.
The story ran this month and my inbox has filled with emails from people thanking me for doing this story.
As a freelancer, I make a little money, but money is not the motivation. It's about the stories.
Here's a link to the online paper. It's the lead story. http://issuu.com/280living/docs/homewoodstartseptember2012?mode=window
When the interviews are over, it's all I can do to keep from writing 3,000 words when the assignment calls for 600.
I wrote a story some months back about a man that grew up hard. He watched his father kill his mother with an ax when he was six. He lived with family and extended family for a while, but went through unspeakable abuse.
Most folks would have written him off, but a kind teacher told him that if he learned to read and got an education, he could become anything he wanted to become.
Long story short, he became a radio DJ, and later a promoter, and now he's CEO of one of the largest branding companies in the southeast.
The story ran this month and my inbox has filled with emails from people thanking me for doing this story.
As a freelancer, I make a little money, but money is not the motivation. It's about the stories.
Here's a link to the online paper. It's the lead story. http://issuu.com/280living/docs/homewoodstartseptember2012?mode=window
Oh my goodness. My hand slapped across my mouth in horror as I read the death of that young child's mother that he was witnessing. Amazing how life fixes or ruins itself.
ReplyDeleteI never get tired of reading of how people rise above their circumstances and succeed. This little boy had "the stuff." Amazing story.
ReplyDeleteI really loved this man's story. It always thrills my heart when I hear how people rise above the hardships and go on to make a wonderful life for themselves. Great job on this!
ReplyDeleteWow. I am speechless.
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