I had barely noticed how much time had passed until I clocked in my 12th hour of writing. Everything was a whirlwind. The night before, Julia Heming and I prepared for the day of work ahead.
Starting at an early 8:30 a.m., we were ready to tackle the mound of work ahead of us. Articles, videos, photos and editing all seemed daunting tasks that could never possibly be completed in such a short period of time. I took a seat at the desk, oblivious to the fact that I would not be moving for the next 12 hours.
The first hours went by fast. My head was spinning. We began our first print news story. Typing as fast as we could, we managed to finish the first draft of our rooftop garden story. The next two hours were filled with intense editing and analyzing.
Finally, we were finished with our first story. We then headed to a conference with the head diversity officer of Stony Brook University, who had some interesting things to say. I busied myself at the conference by taking shots of the key speaker. We then returned to the newsroom, where I began to sort through my new photos.
As I was absentmindedly sorting through pictures and listening to music, I heard the words “perfect article” followed by a series of claps. I removed my headphones and asked Julia what was going on. “We wrote a perfect article,” she said. “The editors barely needed to touch it.” We were both ecstatic and very proud of our piece.
After all the editing and photo sorting, I checked the time. It was already 8:30 p.m. I was surprised that so much time had passed. We then headed to the Stony Brook Film Festival, where we watched a German feature film. Overall, the day consisted of hard work and fun.