I was just about 16 when I first interned at a newspaper. Naturally, I was the enthu-cutlet on the block, trying to sink my teeth into any story I could get. It’s a ruthless work environment plagued by time crunching deadlines and a constant demand for versatility. You have to hunt for stories, stalk people on social media, see if their stories are worth reading. But if you show them you’re willing, nobody will turn down a good story.

Continue reading