Where I am now: NBC News Digital


My time since the last update to this site has been well over a year, and in that time much has shifted in my career focus and job status that I thought I would share with you in brief.

First, I’m employed! After 10 months as an intern at TODAY.com, the TODAY Show website, I was offered my first full time job as a multimedia producer, before my completion from college. I’m still working on my degree slowly at my own pace and plan on graduating in spring of 2014.

My duties are a true mix of photojournalism, photo production work, video editing and producing, community management as well as mobile strategy. I help plan big news coverage and contribute my perspective and opinions in editorial meetings as well as digital strategy meetings. In short, it is a dream job for me as an entry level journalist.

I’m gaining tons of perspective myself, learning about the intricacies of social strategy, teamwork, broadcast production and the harsh deadlines of a web first newsroom.

I plan to start posting much more frequently to the blog, weighing in on popular topics in the industry and exploring some ethical issues that may interest me.


Picture Kentucky 2011

Mary Deaton rests her hand on her face early Friday morning in the reception room of the Deaton Funeral Home in Jackson, Ky, Oct. 14, 2011. Deaton woke up around 1:30 a.m. to help service a new body. She would not be able to rest again until after a funeral later that morning. Photo by Brandon Goodwin

After attending my second Picture Kentucky workshop, the photojournalism workshop that inspired this blog, I have come back with similar feelings to those I had when I left the first. I couldn’t be happier about that, either.

The workshop assigns the 16 students to small groups, each lead by an accomplished photojournalist from around the country. Mine was the great Matt Detrich, a photographer from the Indianapolis Star and multiple winner of Indiana photographer of the year. He was a coach from the Beattyville workshop, and his presentation on the power of photojournalism had already changed how I perceived the career.

Now, I got four days of his time. I couldn’t imagine how much I would grow with his guidance.

My assignment this year was at the Deaton Funeral Home. The slip of paper I was given said that the embalmer was an interesting fellow, and to see what I could learn about him. When I got to the small funeral home, the embalmer was nowhere to be seen or heard of. The lady who answered the door, Mary Deaton – the owner, and eventual centerpiece of my story – delivered the bad news, but invited me in to talk.

After spending the first day with Mrs. Deaton, a retired Kentucky state social worker, Detrich and I decided she should be the focus of the story. (The embalmer was out of town that week). Her story was touching and real. See the video below:

Deaton and her son had taken over the family business when her husband passed away in 2008. Her home was fixated above the funeral home, keeping her in contact with business 24/7, but also tying her to it. What was special about her was her deep thoughts about death, and how it isn’t something to be feared, something to be ignored. Death is part of her daily life, and in some ways, she has already coped with the looming reality of the life cycle.

Photographically, the story was challenging. Her job on most days was simply to stay close to the phone, in case another body was to arrive, or need to be picked up. Sitting in an office all day doesn’t give a photographer a lot of options. But the light at the end of the tunnel was the funeral on Friday, the last full day of shooting for the workshop, where she would be more busy and interacting with other people.

Some things I learned from my four days as part of the Deaton Funeral Home family:

1. “That body ain’t gonna get ya, child,” – I had never personally seen a dead body in my life, until the day I introduced myself to Mary Deaton. Of course, I had seen pictures and videos, but the sudden rush of adrenaline and shock that flooded me with my first peak into that open casket snapped me back into reality. That quote was Mrs. Deaton’s response to my reaction. Too true, Mrs. D.

2. Don’t forget about that white balance – Natural light, flourescent, incandescent… they were all there. I thought to myself that every room must use a different type of light bulb, because even my automatic setting couldn’t keep up. I’m more aware now of that particular setting’s importance than ever before.

3. Stay focused – I’m talking about the photographer. Sitting in the office all day made me feel like I was wasting my time. That was wrong. Detrich put me in my place when I decided to skip out on Mrs. Deaton to hang out with the grave diggers for the afternoon. They weren’t the story. She was. Stay Focused.

Of course, the assignments only make up one part of the Picture Kentucky Workshop experience. In the evenings, like in previous workshops, each photojournalism coach gave what turned about to be huge inspirational talks.

The highlight this year was Jahi Chickwendiu, a staff photographer from the Washington Post, whose photographs of conflicts in  Africa and the Middle East easily awed the audience. But his speech was more than just a display of his own talents. He was setting a fire in us, giving us a piece of his own passion that threw him from being a high school math teacher to his current position at one of the most prolific newspapers in the industry.

Words cannot due justice to the passion Jahi’s speech instilled in me about photojournalism. Here is that speech. Enjoy:

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If you are interested in learning about photojournalism, and want to be pushed past your limits and more, check out Picture Kentucky’s website, and watch this video below:

Internships are invaluable (as if i’m telling you something you didn’t know)

My Page 1 play for my Indian Museum storyPractice makes perfect.

After my internship at The Oklahoman this summer, I truly couldn’t agree more.

I didn’t realize how much I needed to improve this summer until I arrived at the Oklahoman, and my copy came under the scrutiny of the editors here.

My first few stories were under par, and I was worried I had failed the editors’ litmus test. As discouraged as I might have been, they kept their faith in me, and in a few weeks, I was pumping out cleaner copy every day.

One of those stories was the one shown on the right. With the patience of Rick Green, the local desk editor here, I turned what was a mind-numbing numbers story into something truly valuable to the reader.

I should say that I had two goals this summer, and I would have been happy with just one of them being accomplished: Either (A): Get good play on the front page, or (B): Have two stories run on the same day.

I guess I set my goals pretty low, because the staff did more than their share to ensure that I got great stories and that they were well-played on the page. For example, in my first week, I had two front page stories.

One was on FEMA’s response to Oklahoma’s tornado damage. The other was this one.

Not only that, but in one edition I claimed the front page CP, and then had a second article teased on the front page as well. That broke both goals I wanted to achieve.

Another time, in yesterday’s edition, August 4, I got CP on the Page 1 AND on the Metro front.

I really can’t believe all the good that has come out of this internship for me.

I’ve made some amazing connections with some extraordinary journalists and interns here.

My writing went from typical fresh-out-of-j-school approach, to a more polished, professional style.

I’m still nowhere close to where I want to be as a storyteller. But give me two more years, and I might just be hirable. *Hint, Hint to any newspaper recruiters reading this*.

Rural news needs help

I think my biggest contribution to journalism and storytelling may be to improve local, rural news industries.

My reasoning: they need someone to help them.

I realized and confirmed one of my long-held suspicions that smalltown newspapers are stuck in the past at a local Wal-Mart near my father’s home. I saw the front page; all black-and-white photos, which were just two three-column mugs. The kicker was a fire-red flag across the top.

The layout seemed to be stuck in the 50’s and I thought to myself, once again, “And we don’t know why journalism is dying?”  While I didn’t think about snapping a photo from my iphone, I thought later to check out their website, should they have one. What I discovered wasn’t far from what I expected.

I think it is fair to say, it is almost unnavigable and completely forgotten about in the days of AngelFire.

I don’t want to single this news organization out, because there are so many that are struggling with the same issues. I’m no expert in the field of digital journalism, but I know by my experience at my student paper, there are plenty of young and innovative minds out there that could help these veterans out in the digital age.

These news organizations have stood the test of time, and that plays to their abilities to tell stories and provide information the community deems valuable. All they need is a little journalistic Redbull to pull them into a new era of multiple-platform publishing.

I guess the best lesson i’ve taken away from this is while the message may remain the same, sometimes how you convey that message is just as important.

Why journalism won’t die: storms

I’m sitting at home safe, but I can’t say the same for Oklahoma journalists right now.

For the past three hours, i’ve been glued to local TV, Twitter, the Oklahoma City newspaper website, newsok.com, and Facebook keeping up with the movement of current tornadoes ravaging central Oklahoma.

I’m not the only one either.

The nation is glued to TV and computer screens, desperately scrambling to find new information and coverage of the storms. All the national news outlets are collecting photographs and video from people and reporters on the ground, publishing photographs of twisting tornadoes and debris.

Read articles about the storms:

Oklahoman: Two dead near El Reno as tornadoes strike
MSNBC.com: Monster tornadoes rip through Okla., demolishes houses, cars

The dedication of these journalists to cover storms in the midst of clear and present danger is one reason why journalism will not die. Journalism is directly saving the lives of several people who are listening in via radio or TV in these storm-stricken areas.

The Oklahoma City NBC affiliate station, KFOR, had their chopper in the middle of the storm, finding destroyed homes with families standing around with stunned looks painted on their faces. The chopper landed to check on them, and the family said they were listening in on the radio to KFOR’s broadcast and took shelter just at the right time. Everyone in their family was safe, except for a few cuts and bruises.

Without journalism, these people may not have received the information necessary to take shelter in time. These hardworking photojournalists and reporters use their own way of life-saving tactics, called information.

I know from this that I, as a storyteller, can learn so much from these individuals who drive, fly and run into danger to get information that is saving the lives of people across this state.

While I don’t necessarily want to be in the middle of a tornadic thunderstorm, I won’t hesitate if I’m called upon. Until then, I applaud the accomplishments of those journalists on the front lines of our homeland.

Entry #2 Summary: Telling stories and information-gathering, at its roots, takes courage and steel resolve. We are a service-based industry that deals in information.