So today I sent a co-worker this Holoholo Girl column I wrote almost two years ago about a trip I took to Palm Springs. The co-worker, who is The Desert Sun's vivacious, young star features reporter, loved the column and said it made her want to read all of them. It made me feel really good, and a little wistful. But mostly it made me feel grateful to have had that opportunity at Maui Time to write something I was proud of, that some people related to, and that was true to me.
Especially in light of the material I'm covering now--Retirement Living TV, wealthy post-menopausal women who write travel memoirs or make chocolate, AYSO soccer coaches with polio, American Cancer Society's National Smokeout Day, why the Boomer Generation needs more hearing aids than ever--although I am very grateful to be working at all, and in journalism. Still, I am having a hard time figuring out how to keep my voice alive. You know, like it was waaay back in July, before I decided to come out here and find it all over again.
In fact, I think I'll send a quick thank you email to Tommy, Jen and AP right now...
(P.S. If you are looking for HG archives, you'll only find them here for now-- until MTW updates their new website, which might be awhile.)
2 comments:
I'm just glad that i've found you somewhere on the web. sooo miss your stuff in MTW. i hate to rag on your stand in, but it sucks w/o you there.
Poor Star a tough act to follow. She writes well, but topics are of low interest. She needs to start bar crawling. I could not believe her pathetic response to Apo
Aloha,
Jerry
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