"Don't worry about it. Thinks always seem to work out for you anyway." That's what I heard from two people in the last 24 hours when I groaned about how poorly my stories were developing and how I haven't been able to get anything shot for one reason or another. At first I was indignant about my friends' lack of sympathy for my troubles, but in the end they were proven right: everything worked out. First, the troubles:
To begin with I've been on-again off-again with the first story I had proposed for my "Person Who Makes a Difference in the Community" assignment. Then I've been having serious trouble (see My Weakness) finding a good story for "Person of Journalistic Interest" - our final project. On top of that I found out that my "PWMD", Tim Goodrich, who I'm now on-again with shooting, was going to a boots display this Saturday - the day that I had promised the guy I shoot youth soccer tournaments for I would work on. That presented me with a moral dilemma because the guy is pretty much a jerk and I don't know if I'll be working for him much longer, and the boots display pictures would be great for my story. What to do.That last one was stressing me out the most. So much so that I ended up going to school to talk to my teacher and advisor for NPPA, Greg Cooper. In the end he told me to flip a coin because either way I came out behind.
That said let me tell you how things worked out. To start off the on-again off-again story is now for sure on, and I think it's going to be great. That made me happy this morning. Then I had some success getting out and getting a few errands done. I updated a few things on the NPPA website and added to some of the questions I'd thought up for our upcoming multimedia roundtable. Then the job/school conundrum reared it's head and I headed for school to talk to Greg. Well, after speaking with Greg I was ready to tell my boss that I felt really bad about it, but I simply couldn't pass up the opportunity to get this photo that would mean the difference between an A and a B. A thought occurred to me though, "maybe I should double check that there are no other protests for me to get the shot I need." Well it's a good thing I called! Tim told me that he was just informed the protest was rescheduled to another date. So there isn't going to be a chance for me to get that protest picture, but that means I get to keep my job, work this weekend and get some dough! That pretty much put me over the edge and I was a little giddy for about 2 hours.
I was on my way down to Santa Monica to try shooting some "Coastal Living" (my current flop of an assignment) on the pier there. They have a small amusement park there and I thought that might make some good pictures that I could make fit a "Coastal Living" theme. That didn't happen. It's Wednesday, so no one was out at the park. I did however get to see a crane truck that had tipped over on the pier that morning. Apparently they're doing some restoration on the pier and the truck was unloading some wood when it passed it tip point and... tipped. It had taken all day for a larger crane to get there so they were just preparing the rescue effort as I got there. The pier shots were a bust, but I got one or two good spot news shots, so it wasn't a total waste of gas. On top of that there was a very helpful public relations person from the pier there and she gave me some good information about characters that worked at the pier; information I'll probably use for future stories, perhaps even my "Journalistically Interesting" assignment.
So in the end, things did in deed work out for me. I'm not sure why it is that they do. Maybe I'm just blessed with excellent timing and a bit luck. Maybe it's because I don't often stress about things, and even when I do I always try and think logically. Maybe it's because I never rush into action. I'm not sure. For now I'll just be happy with my new mantra:
THINGS WILL WORK OUT...THINGS WILL WORK OUT... THINGS WILL WORK OUT