By Rory Noble
News and Features Editor
Welcome to my fist column at The Voice as News and Features editor. While not my first writing endeavor for the paper, it is my first in an “official” editorial capacity.
So, “What does this new position involve exactly?” you may ask. More or less just following leads and writing stories. Oh, and of course editing, but that should be obvious from the title of the position.
What qualifies me to be an editor and writer for a newspaper? I can spell adequately (with the occasional nagging of Microsoft Word); I can put together a 67 word sentence if necessary (apparently this is not necessary in journalism); and I can type faster than my dog or my grandparents (who are dead…the grandparents, not the dog).
I’m an older-than-average student; I live in Baker City; I have two beautiful and talented grandchildren; and I am studying business and communication here at EOU. I guess now I should look at taking on that third minor in journalism, huh?
I am also a disc jockey at 91.7, KEOL-FM, your EOU student-run radio station, serving the first love of my life: music.
I began writing music when I was just 10 years old, after receiving a guitar for Christmas. In that time, I have written more than 300 songs. Most hard copies were lost in moves from place to place; the rest to ever-so-slowly deteriorating brain cells (it’s called getting old). A few remain in my head, so now I am actively working on revisions and music lead sheets in my spare time.
I am a full-time college student; I have no spare time.
When I was 15 years old, I completed a 300 page novel, which my friends enjoyed reading…often. I’m sure that most 15 year old males would have enjoyed it as it full of the thing that most boys of that age thought about: sex! To say that I had, or still have, an overactive imagination would be an understatement.
I now write essays for school, articles for the Record Courier in Baker City where I cover the always exciting city council meetings and now, articles for The Voice. I hope to one day revisit my novel or even begin a new one. I have several story ideas in mind, but at this time, school comes first.
During the summer, I love nothing more than heading past Anthony Lakes and fishing at Grand Ronde Lake. It doesn’t even matter if I catch anything other than mosquito bites and a sun burn; it’s so relaxing.
I recently celebrated my 12th wedding anniversary to my lovely, talented wife, Sharon. She is my balance in life. Without her, I would probably follow through on my threats to run over jay-walkers or get a pellet gun and shoot those damned kids who keep hitting our mailbox when they walk past. I’m sure I would have been in a much different place right now if I hadn’t met her– i.e., jail.
I don’t care if you believe in God or if you don’t, as long as you keep your opinions to yourself and don’t try to smother me with them. I don’t care if you’re a Republican or a Democrat, unless you are a total idiot and can’t support your claims with facts, in which case you may indeed be a Republican after all. I believe in only two kinds of music: good and bad. The same goes for movies, books, television shows, dogs and beer. Of course, if you’ve had enough of the latter, the former usually aren’t that bad.
I am long-winded, opinionated, and often pissed off by the idiotic things around me (don’t even get me started about the Wal-Mart parking lot). When others see a problem and ask why? I seem to always ask, “What the hell were you thinking?” Maybe that should be the new name of this column.