Posts tagged journalism
Posts tagged journalism
It’s Time to Make the Scorebook. The start of the postseason means making a new scorebook, the third scorebook of any baseball season, following the Grapefruit League book and the thick, 162-game regular season scorebook that travels with me. Scorebooks are all personal preference, and it’s taken more than a decade for me to craft the kind of squares, layout, etc., that I like to use to score a game. It has to give me the room for notes and scoring I need to write a game story or sider on deadline. I don’t sell these, obviously. At a local FedEx Office, I constructed my 2013 Postseason scorebook and snap pics of the (simple) process.
Think of man’s best friends, the forgotten victim of a newspaper’s demise. (From “Hi and Lois” on Dec. 10, 2012.)
275/366 It’s never a good sign when the newspaper you write for and just finished writing for beats you home from a night at the ballpark. It’s after 3 a.m., the Cardinals clinched about two hours ago, and we only just finished covering it all for the paper … Well, the paper’s web site. Because if the paper beats me home it’s a safe bet the stories I just filed aren’t there. (Taken with Instagram)
230/366 Found in the basement on Aug. 19: a statue from our Cairo trip of Thoth, the Egyptian god for journalism and writers and the name of the Krewe I rolled in once back in New Orleans. (Taken with Instagram)
212/366 Rocky, R.I.P. I enjoy seeing a copy of the Rocky Mountain News still framed and displayed prominently in the hallway to the Coors Field press box, but I pass it each day with melancholy for the paper that is no longer printed. (Taken with Instagram)
181/366 The wife, a former TV news producer, waited to watch a double feature tonight on the new news-drama show. Can’t beat that Sorkin rat-tat-tat script. But I prefer “The Paper.” (Taken with Instagram)
177/366 I sure hope the M is only on furlough and it didn’t take the buyout. (Taken with Instagram)
148/366 The boy wonder shared this class project with me. He was supposed to draw himself dreaming of what he was going to be when he grew up. So he drew himself at a desk with a pencil and a typewriter. “It’s a writer like you, Daddy,” he said. I don’t know whether to cry or, you know, cry. (Taken with instagram)
86/366 Front page of Chicago Sun-Times from March 27, 2012. (Taken with instagram)
Fact-checker: “This still seems to violate about ten different rules of journalistic integrity.”
Author: “I’m not sure that matters … This is an essay, so journalistic rules don’t belong here.”
— The Lifespan of a Fact, by John D’Agata (author) and Jim Fingal (fact-checker), from page 19.
I’m settling into this book after a day at the ballpark, and these exchanges are … astonishing. “Punched up” quotes? Changing facts for the sake of “rhythm”. As I told a friend it would be much better for the “rhythm” of our writing if Albert Pujols hit .300 last season. Alas, he hit .299. We can’t change the facts, not even for an essay. I had no idea that the “non” in “nonfiction” had different definitions. It’s always been rather self-explanatory to me.
I hope at the end the answer to the books title is that the lifespan of a fact must certainly outlive its author.