I’m in Horton Plaza now, people-watching and getting some odds and ends done. I have about 30 minutes of downtime before returning to Point Loma Nazarene University for another journalism workshop with the students. This one is about covering breaking news.
Since I already told four people in the newsroom, I might as well tell the rest of the world that I had my first KPBS dream last night. Please, don’t be frightened. In it, Mike was editing one of my stories. He took issue with the word “an” in the last sentence. He wanted to change it to “the”. I argued in favor of the “an”. He ended up deciding to just cut the whole sentence. And I was disappointed, because I thought the sentence rounded out the story nicely. I’m surprised I didn’t defend my lovely sentence — but then I woke up. Should I be frightened?