There has been an on-going debate about the difference between a journalist and a blogger. Many argue that a blogger can never be a true journalist and some bloggers spread online beef about journalists. When I read these debates I can only smile because I am living both worlds and never intended to.
I can’t front about it. The only writing skills I had growing up were writing love notes and cards for my friend’s girlfriends. They said I had a way with words. I only saw it as a way to make extra change to buy that honey bun at lunch time that my mother didn’t like me eating.
I wrote my first ever article as a student at Prairie View A&M University for the campus newspaper and received rave reviews. They kept me on board and I started doing interviews. Even then I didn’t see myself as a journalist, just an averajge guy who could make subject-verb agreement.
The turning point came in 2004 when I was invited to be a contributing writer for The Final Call Newspaper after submitting a few stories that surprisingly ran in the print edition. I honestly was only trying to get my city, Houston, on the map so I started submitting stories. Little did I know, I would become a Staff Writer for the paper and my first cover story was Hurricane Katrina in 2005 because it was in my region.
So, how in the world did I stumble into blogging?
Read the answer in the recent story I wrote for the Black Weblog Awards website @ Blogging Story: Brother Jesse Muhammad
Oh Yeah! For the second year in a row, this blog is a finalist for the annual Black Weblog Awards. We're up for an award in the categories of "Best News Blog" and "Best Microblog". We made it this far because of you and now we need your help to win it all. To vote click @ 2010 Black Weblog Awards Finalist Form