Writer & Business Reporter
I almost started a fire in my apartment over the weekend. I thought the bottom compartment of my gas stove was just like every electric oven I’ve ever used: where you put your aprons and extra pans. I quickly learned it was not.
I’ve been in New York for two weeks. It’s long enough for me to fill a kitchen with the necessities, unpack my stuff, and for things to finally sink in. That I live here. That I go to Columbia. I can plan to do things and see friends weeks from now. The dream is finally real, and now it’s time to get to work.
I use Twitter a lot. It’s helped my career immensely, tided me over when I was in jobs that didn’t fit, as well as helped me worked out ideas about life, my career and my industry at all hours of the day. Even though I am a woman who is a visible minority and a … Continue reading Why I stick to using Twitter
Last night, I wrote about being here at Columbia University for my MA program and feeling like I was getting a j-school do-over.
And then I wrote out what I could.
Like many of my generation, I almost never buy CDs anymore. But I’m confronting hundreds of them and so much of my other stuff because I’m moving again.
Going through all of your life’s possessions is tedious. The idea of going through each item you own, figuring out if it gives you joy and how to get rid of it is exhausting. There are a lot of memories and emotions tied to stuff.
A big part of me wanted to win at the National Magazine Awards. I had a great speech I had worked on all week inside of my head. I wore a super glamorous dress. And I wanted the chance to say something bigger about the industry itself.
Today, many others are a) thinking about the booze they need to stock up for New Year’s Eve celebrations tonight and/or b) thinking about all the stuff they did this year and how next year can be better. This week is also a great time to remember you probably also did a lot of good things too.
It is completely cliché to say that everything changed for me this year. But it’s true.
I wrote a listicle about things I miss about my hometown. It’s full of good things, stupid things, and things with complicated feelings. I often think about them while walking around Yellowknife.
It’s the night before my first deadline day filing for both NWT News/North and Nunavut News/North, and I’m trying not to panic. In a few hours, I have to file four more business stories and two collections of briefs. I am still desperately emailing people for interviews for the next morning and already imagining giant holes in the paper. But at this point, my brain is already fried and my handling editor, Josh, has other ideas.
Karen K. Ho 