In my eight months at The Evening Sun, there is a lot that I have had to get used to. I’ve started talking to people I don’t know without shaking in my shoes. I’ve gotten used to using Macs instead of normal computers and even started to enjoy them. I’ve even gotten used to the constant worry that I won’t be able to find anything to write about, but one thing I haven’t gotten used to is the constant critiquing of everything I write.

I’m not talking about having my fellow reporters and my editor read over my stories and make the necessary changes. I appreciate that part. The more people I have to find my typos and over abundance of commas, the better. I’m not even talking about people who call or e-mail me if they find a mistake. I appreciate that as well. I’m talking about the phone calls I receive once the story goes to print.