From four months in Phoenix to a humbling week in Haiti, this has been my most productive year, ever. My high school English teacher used to joke that if he ever had kids, he would only give them financial support once they were stable, which meant at least three years in a job.
And I have plenty to be thankful for in my third year. I only started this thing called journalism when LeBron James "took his talents" to South Beach in 2010. Still, despite multiple New York Times bylines and a job offer, I cannot wait for what 2014 has in store for me.
A colleague recently told me that I was "very, very aggressive." And, I still have my foot on the gas pedal.
In two weeks, I am heading to New Orleans for a winter internship with The Times-Picayune. So this is sort of a year in review, since my time in "The Big Easy" will take me into the new year.
The journalism sphere is small, as I have realized running into multiple colleagues at various conventions and social meet-ups.
But, what a world it is. I won't stop pursuing the craft.