Today is my last day as a Miller Fellow at WYSO. This morning, getting ready, was like any other. I rolled out of bed, brushed my teeth, dressed and went down for breakfast. I walked across campus and into the studio. It wasn’t until I was on the way to the kitchen for a mug of water that the comfortableness, the rightness, the homeyness of this place sank in. And I realized that I may never be able to do this again.

WYSO is where I was meant to be this last year. Nothing feels more right and natural than coming here first thing in the morning. It’s quiet, not everyone is always in yet. There are little conversations going on while the BBC airs over the station-wide radio speakers. It’s hard to believe that I won’t get to do this anymore. I’m so excited for my co-op, for getting off campus for the first time in a year and a quarter, but I think I know what I’ll miss the most. Everything else, the classes, campus life, friends, the library, will all be here waiting for me when I get back. My Fellowship at WYSO will not.

It’s time to try new things, meet new people see new places. I can’t wait for the new beginnings I’m getting to start in the new year, my co-op and the next quarter. Even so, I know a little part of me will always be here, at a tiny public radio station in Ohio with a big, big heart. 91.3 WYSO.



Happy Wednesday! Lewis and I went out to Dayton this afternoon to interview the director of the Dayton Mediation Center. It’s doing some pretty cool and interesting work in the area, and Lewis asked if I would like to help him make a few pieces for when everyone’s away for the holiday. Of course I said yes. Duh.

The interview went well, I thought. There’s a bit of follow up to do, and more people to contact, which is what I’m doing now (well, not right now, obviously). Anyway, it might be a little tight, but we could get as many as three stories ready for a little series. It’ll be very cool.

Only a week and a half to go before break! And then co-op! Oh, my goodness. There so, so, much to do, I can hardly believe it. I have a lot of finals to do still, as well as my entire room to pack up. One foot in front of the other, I’ll get through this. Sarah and I were noticing how what I’m doing (finishing up at WYSO, leaving for co-op, packing) are little versions of what she’s doing (finishing up at WYSO, packing, leaving for South America).

Onward and upward!


Today I got to work with Lewis Wallace (Economic Reporter here at WYSO) on a cut and copy about the snow storm. I called the National Weather Service (NOAA) in Wilmington and interviewed a meteorologist. After I took the information and a short clip and made them into a cut and copy. I brought the draft to Lewis and he helped me through an edit.

Have I gushed about Lewis yet? In an effort to maintain my dignity, I try to hold back. As an editor, Lewis is wonderful. He walked me through what he heard and what changes he thought were needed. We (he) cut down the clip to make it tighter and more clear, and cleaned up the copy a bit. We then put it into a news story template and got the clip into the system so it could be played from the control room. It was all ready for the 5 p.m. newscast with Jerry Kenney. How exciting.

I need a lot more experience before I can pull a cut and copy off with any kind of efficiency and without so much help. I don’t mind. I know this cut and copy was just about the weather, but it was so fun! The news is so fun!

Have a snowy, wonderful, warm weekend.

What’s the Word?


It’s the latest from the Antioch Word! Click here for the fifth episode I’ve produced for the Word. As I mentioned, this episode features stories from my classmates in my Storytelling class at school. It was so much fun to produce this episode, I think it’s my favorite so far. Hope you enjoy it!

It’s hard to believe I only have three weeks left, not just in the quarter, but in my time at WYSO. It’s not that the time flew by, or anything…I mean, it didn’t crawl, but I think it went about the pace one can expect time to pass. I do wish, a little, that this job would be waiting for me when I get back from co-op in California. I’m making my first foray into television! I’ve got an internship at KCRA television in Sacramento, I’m very excited. Also nervous. Anyway, even though I won’t get to be a Miller Fellow anymore, I hope to come back to WYSO often and contribute to what’s going on here. It’s all just too cool to quit just like that.

Today I hit one of those familiar snags I sometimes have, as someone who need to write both for radio (in a very conversational style) and my classes (a much more formal, academic style). I am positive the have influenced each other. My radio writing is still (unfortunately) a little stiff, and my academic writing has loosen up quite a bit. We’re reading Marcel Proust in my literature class right now. If you don’t know, Proust was a French modernist writer of the 19th century. To say the man was long-winded is an understatement. Proust was, it seems, completely unfamiliar with punctuation as a general concept, and so his sentences are extremely long and fluid. He writes in a stream of consciousness style. Today I was trying to write an introduction and I realized how much reading Proust (and writing less for radio) has affected my writing. I was have such a hard time keeping it short and sweet! I wonder if I’ll ever get the hang of holding onto and keeping separate the two kinds of writing. I think it could happen, but only with a lot of time and practice.

And we’re back!


I hope you had an awesome turkey day and your holiday season is going swimmingly!

After Thanksgiving break I came back to work today fresh and ready to go, but with a little change in perspective. I realized I only have another month here full time. That, and I have a bunch of tasks sitting on the shelf that need to get done, and I only have that month to do it.

Perspective is a really weird thing like that. A week ago, I saw the pile of work and thought “Eh, I’ve got a month. It’ll get done”. Now I think “Oh crud. I’m gonna need to get started on this”. And so here I am, writing a quick post to warn you kind readers to make sure you get your work done before it swamps you.

Good luck out there.

It’s going to be well worth it to stick around…


I don’t mean to brag…just kidding, of course I do. Seriously, I am so excited for this next episode of the Antioch Word. It is, one might say, going to be epic. I went out to gather tape earlier this week and learned the little heartaches and headaches involved in that process. For instance, I was recording sound of a stream in the Glen, and the microphone levels were really high. It made for a very loud sound (obviously) that had a lot of air in it. Does that make sense? Because the microphone levels were so high it was picking up the breeze above the water, and magnifying it far beyond what the normal human ear would hear. I turned down the mic, and lo and behold, the air calmed down and I could hear the merry gurgle of the water without a background noise that called to mind a tornado warning.

It was quite a difference. I spent a moment turning the sensitivity of my mic up and down and noticing the difference as I watched the water at the same time. With the mic turned down, the stream sounded like a merry little brook, bubbling along in the sunshine. Probably in a sweet little meadow with lambs and flowers. The higher I turned up the mic the more air it picked up and, of course, the louder it got. The merry brook turned into a raging river, covered by mist, full of treacherous rocks…terrible for fishing. All this while watching that same little stream. It’s amazing what a little bit of sound can do.

That experience reminded me of when I was editing for my podcast…wait, have I told you what the podcast will be? It’s three stories my classmates wrote and performed for a class I’m taking this Autumn, called Storytelling. One will be dry, told without music or added sound. The second has a music bed underneath. The last one I decided to really produce the heck out of. It has music and sound effects, a total of five layers of sound. All very cool. Anyway, when working on the last story I realized how much more emotional the reader sounded after I put music or sound underneath it. In reality, nothing was really different. It was a recording of the reader’s voice, so nothing had changed. Adding the sound was enough for my brain and life-experience to fill in the blanks and provide the emotion.

Have a great weekend!

Why do we fall down?


Hey everyone,

Mind if I tell you a short story? I promise it’s relevant.

Have you ever tried making an audio story? It’s a great, if challenging experience. And you, the creator have to be ready for anything that fortune decides to throw at you, and sometimes you get thrown a doozy.

When I was working on the Halloween podcast special, I interviewed two people on fairly opposing sides on the topic of the use of fake guns in the Humans versus Zombies game going on at Antioch, and had begun cutting the audio together into a story about these views. Unfortunately, the audio gods decided to have some fun at my expense, and erased half of the audio interviews… permanently.

But I couldn’t let this bring me down, could I? Of course not! With only a few days until I needed to publish the story, I made do with what little I had at my disposal. Luckily, thanks to Zach Sullivan, I still had one interview that wasn’t deleted from every backup drive AND the main computer’s hard drive. Impending deadlines have a way of bringing out the best in you, and I finished the project like a runner with their second wind, and it felt great.

Making an audio story is something that I believe everyone needs to try their hand at at some point. So why do we fall down? So that we can get right back up again, of course!