My podcasts are not only earning me some great grades, they’re also scoring me some pretty nice compliments. We’re required to listen to podcasts created by classmates and make positive comments on them, but even my professor had some very nice things to say about my most recent episode.
It’s both easier and more difficult than I thought it would be. The easier part is the actual recording. I make out a script and I read from it, and if I screw up, I follow my professor’s advice of pausing for a few seconds and repeating the part I screwed up. Pausing makes it easier to find and edit the mistakes later. It’s simple! And brilliant!
The harder part is determining the topics. When I read that we had to create a series, I really got nervous. I think it’s pretty obvious that I have a hard time staying focused in a particular direction for any length of time. But there is one thing that’s always consistent in my life. Things piss me off.
Sometimes it’s something I’ve experienced firsthand. My first podcast talked about cell phones as one of my pet peeves. My experience at the Counting Crows concert helped nail that one down. Other times, it’s something I’ve read. When the Toledo Free Press covered the story of a local woman who was kicked out of a mall store after breastfeeding in public, the story itself made me made. The comments from people on Swamp Bubbles, however, pushed me over the edge.
I’ve mentioned before that I tend to watch my comments in certain places. But at times, the ignorance displayed makes me CRAZY. I’m not perfect by any means, but before I dash off a stream of consciousness opinion on something, I try to actually read what’s already been said. Is it too much to ask that others participating in such a forum do the same?
Don’t worry. I know the answer to that.
At any rate, it’s nice to know that someone thinks I’m doing a good job with my podcasts. I hope that I can continue to improve. As pleased as I was with the last one, I know I’ll be that much harder on myself if I don’t do as well or better.
And so the pressure begins….
Anyone want to piss me off?