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What I’ve Learnt from the Express Media Electioneerers

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Okay, I know – it’s been a while. What can I say, rather than contributing to my own blog I’ve been spending the past four weeks completely immersed in the creations of seven other incredible bloggers: the Express Media Electioneerers.

I’ve mostly been on the sidelines, attending to all the nitty gritty details (resizing images, responding to questions, proofreading, etc) whilst these seven immensely talented bloggers go to town covering the lead up to the federal election that was and in its wake as our nation struggles to decide who it wants to be in charge. It’s been an incredible rewarding role and I’m not sure how I’m going to cope without the constant stream of emails from my new friends, continually filled with exciting policy debates and wisely constructed opinion pieces.

What I’ve loved most about working with these guys and girls is just how they went from students to bloggers to skilled political journalists in their own right, ‘penning’ articles catering to a previously attention deprived and politically disinterested youth.  A community was developed and lessons learned along the way.

Electioneerers, I applaud you.

Here’s just a taste of the sharp, witty and incredible poignant work that was created for Electioneering. After you’re done with this excerpt from Zach Kitschke, head on over to Electioneering to see just how capable young journalists are.

Blogger v. journalist: my election night escapades

My first press pack experience it was! And I learnt you have to be quick. With my SLR and Zoom audio recorder in tow, I was just a tad too late on the scene. While I made it over just before he started to speak, I actually couldn’t see or hear Australia’s most popular Greenie. Clambering on a chair, then onto a table, I managed to spot Brown in the centre of it all. As I stepped back to ground floor my phone started to buzz. Although I could now see the back of Brown’s head, I had unwittingly become the photo bomber in Bob Brown’s ‘Greenslide’ speech. My pocket buzzed as the messages came through – “move left!” and “get a bloody hair cut”. Feeling a little out of place I pretended to be doing something. A few photos there, a nod here…you get the picture. Bob Brown left after a while and the flash crowd again subsided.

By this stage it was becoming increasingly apparent the government had ‘hung’ itself (Hmm, I know). Joel and I put a few pieces up online as we heard from our bloggers in Melbourne in Sydney. They were also reporting a lack of anything much at their end. “Not much to see; big room with a TV” informed Fraser at the Melbourne Gillard event. “Hmm yes I’m here, but it’s a large amount of nothing”, messaged Sophie from Abbott’s do.

MAEVE Issue 2: Spring 2010

Kate Spade does The Great Gatsby

The Great Gatsby has been my favourite novel since I studied it in Year 11. I think it’s the idealism mixed with its universality. Much of which I think is translated beautifully in this Kate Spade clutch.

At $325 USD a pop (a sum I’d happily fork out if I had it on me for something so chic), I think it’s going to take some saving before I can purchase this baby. Perhaps in the meantime I can fashion my own version from my excessively highlighted and highly beloved paperback copy.

Oh, how I miss you Masterchef…

I feel like a crucial part of my daily timetable is missing. Surely, I can’t be the only one.

I guess all I can do now is look forward to Junior Masterchef in the hopes that it will sate this ravenous appetite for more Masterchef. That, and I think it’s a pretty awesome ad on Channel 10′s part.

Aired during the finale, Channel 10 anticipated the very longing that I am currently experiencing, offering this tiny morsel of hope to get us Masterchef junkies through the day. Simple combine the drama of Masterchef, some Harry Potter-esque cinematography (I think it’s all the shadows and concrete) and some kids who appear to be more talented than the adult contestants and stir well to combine et voila, a pretty enticing show promo.

I’m a PC person and I got a Blackberry instead of an iPhone.

So shoot me.

I mentioned briefly last week that I was struggling to use my new BlackBerry. Now, I’m a total pro. But more importantly, what I’ve discovered is that BlackBerry’s are instant conversation starters. Why? Because everyone wants to know why you didn’t get an iPhone.

The last thing anyone likes doing is justifying a purchase. With the exception of those pesky customers whom anyone who’s worked in retail knows (you know those ones who hide their purchases from their husbands as they try desperately to justify the purchase to the shop assistant who frankly could care less?). It’s understandable – no one really wants to feel the weight of the consumerist guilt. Often, we compromise by layering on the justification, letting anyone who will listen the outline of our thought process which led to said purchase. We try to give the impression of being well reasoned, sensible and the complete opposite of slaves to consumerism.

What we acknowledge in theory, but oh-so-very rarely in practice, is that when we make a purchase, we slot ourselves into convenient little market driven boxes. We join the white headphone gang and basically reaffirm all those theories marketing textbooks tell us about consumers. We may not be living and breathing examples of the hypodermic needle effect, but we do make choices which reveal certain facets of our personalities. We mark ourselves subtly as being parts of certain consumerists tribes of people. Read More »

If I were a real-life journalist…

…this piece below (from The Age Traveller on July 19th 2010) is exactly what I would write.

Mainstream news journalism is a scarily intimidating feature of modern society. What with the big words, even bigger opinions and scary tales of the death of print media, a young journalist often finds herself a bit turned off by the whole shebang. Then, every so often, a gem of a piece comes flying our way and it’s easy to remember how much fun journalism can be, when it loses its dark, serious and business-like connotations.

This piece is one of those. The title alone drew me in with its blunt to-the-point phrase (complete with excessive and ingrammatical full stops) which is incredibly reminiscient of ranting letters to the editor I penned during VCE English classes (mostly imaginary ones to Lynne Kosky). As you begin to read the piece, it unfolds like all good anecdotes do, zig zagging and taking you on a somewhat unclear journey before culiminating with information that makes you go “Ooohhh….now I’m with ya”.

The personification is simple, yet effective and expresses feelings of friendship (or in this case animosity) we can often feel towards foreign locations. But it’s that delightful little twinge of suspense mixed in with genuine relatability that make it just so damn delicious.

And so it begins…

Dear Medan. I hate you.

I visited you recently and found you the most unpleasant, charmless and thoroughly depressing city I’ve ever encountered. And I’ve visited plenty of s—holes in my time.

Now, when it comes to big Indonesian cities I have pretty low expectations.

I live in Jakarta, the biggest of them all, so I know what I’m in for: traffic, pollution, heat, noise, chaos, the stench of human waste.

And you, Medan – Indonesia’s third biggest city – you provided all those things. In great abundance.

In fact, even though your population, at three million, is a quarter that of Jakarta’s, I reckon you’re worse on just about every count.

Quite an achievement.

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Lovin’ that ‘Magic Fountain’

I’ve had a love affair with Art Vs. Science for a couple of years now. This new vid reminds me why.

Official ‘MAGIC FOUNTAIN’ Film Clip – ART VS SCIENCE

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Am I a writer? A blogger? A student? None of the above?

Sometimes I find myself getting a bit intimidated by the whole ‘adult’ thing, looming in my not-so-very distant future. Whilst I’m happy as a clam to tell anyone who’ll listen people that I’m in my final year of my degree, I do so in a somewhat disconnected way. The words come out of my mouth, but I somehow don’t quite realise that this means I have to actually start having some confidence.

So what sparked this miniature crisis of faith? Well, someone had the nerve to ask whether or not I was a writer. And, of course, I respond with “no – I’m more into the organisation side of things”.

This isn’t a complete lie so much as it is my inability to take myself and my ramblings seriously. I mean come on – this is writing here isn’t it? And my work in Maeve is writing and the dozens of press releases I’ve penned (or more typed) for Express Media are technically writing also. And boy, can I write an academic essay. So then, why am I so reluctant to profess to being what I do on a daily basis?

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Monday Musing: #MCGgunman on the loose.

As every Melburnian knows, today there was a 19 year old gunman on the loose.

Will Brodie and Megan Levy for The Age report -

Thousands of people were caught up in the chaos this morning when a large-scale police hunt shut down Melbourne’s main sporting precinct.

High-profile sporting teams and workers at the MCG, Rod Laver Arena and AAMI Park were ordered to stay indoors for more than two hours while heavily-armed police scoured the grounds for a gunman.

Schoolchildren on an excursion to the MCG were also ordered inside, while up to 100 construction workers were forced to shut down their building site and were restricted to their compound.

The transport system also ground to a halt, with trains on eight Metro rail lines forced to stop running through Richmond station.

Sounds pretty scary when you put it that way, doesn’t it! As for me, I was all warm and cosy in the State Library of Victoria when I first heard the news that only 20 minutes AFTER I had gotten off the train, they were being delayed due to aforementioned crazy gunman. I then learned that he was apparently Spanish looking, wearing silver pants and on the loose somewhere around the MCG…then the CBD…and then South Yarra. All of these crucially important information I obtained via Twitter, of course. Read More »

Repetition, repetition, repetition.

They say that imitation is the sincerist form of flattery. Me? I’ve always thought it’s a pain in the ass.

Girl With A Satchel broke the news that the new issue of Marie Claire hits newsstands today. And, like I’ve said before, I’m the kind of loyal magazine consumer who will buy the magazine despite what’s on the cover. But, I have to say, I’m getting really bored of Australian magazines borrowing content – and not just images! – from their US counterparts. Last time this happened, I held my tongue after reading the exact same article from the US magazine in the following month’s Australian issue. But this REALLY makes me mad.

IT’S. THE. SAME. COVER. *rips hair out*

Of ALL the thousands of pictures of SJP, why did they have to choose the SAME PICTURE?? It makes me feel cheated when I go to purchase the issue. You know, that feeling of “didn’t I just pay $17 for this at Borders last month?? Oh, my mistake…”

And the tagline – “Catfights! Close-ups! Clothes!” versus “Divas, Dreams and Dresses” – at least we’re progressing alphabetically, I suppose.

Come on girls, we’re supposed to be better than this.

That image was paid for by the Australian edition and I’m so tired of sanctioning these decisions by passively purchasing the issue and whining about it here. I think it’s time I voice my concerns in a more productive manner. I’ll report back once I’ve worked that out.

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