"Cut him and he'll bleed ink" and "he's got ink in his blood" were two once common expressions for dyed-in-the wool newspapermen, and I probably fit that expression. In one way or another I've been working for newspapers or at newspapers most of my adult life.
I've probably held every job a newspaper has to offer, save for paperboy and publisher. In my current incarnation I have the title of consultant; my actual work is difficult to explain. Basically I work with newspaper management to fine tune work processes while identifying (and fixing) systems issues.
My fatal romance with newspapers is probably as old as my fascination with pens, ink and printing and publishing in general. My first "serious" pens were an odd assortment of Rapidiographs, Osmiroids and Pelikans. By the late 70s I'd graduated to a couple of MBs, any number of dip pens and a couple Sheaffers, which still remain my favorites. All but a two of those are gone. Who knows where they went!
As interests go, I'm decently versed in the broad area of philology, with some specialty in medieval literature and continental romanticism. There are probably few subjects I don't dabble in. I'm a (now) retired professional photographer, musician emeritus, and a (mostly) retired writer. The beauty is I now write when I want to, photograph what pleases me to and play what makes me happy to play!
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Power to the People!
All Hail Eris! Robert Anton Wilson will set the record straight
DonNULLt "just press delete"
Everything you know is wrong!
Sorry, I spell my name "Danger"
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