Ink-stained scribe goes blogging
It’s blogging time for this old ink-stained scribe who thinks there’s no sweeter sound than the clickety-clack of a room full of old loyal Royal manual typewriters. The smokier the thoughts got, the harder you could pound on that sturdy keyboard. The keys even talked back to you if you listened hard enough.But what do manual typewriters and the results of the 2007 S. C. Press Association contests have to do with each other?
Nothing except for the thought that goes into crafting stories.
Long story short: I didn’t win anything this year. Didn’t even score a second or third.
That’s the way it’s been for most of the 30-plus years I’ve been in the trenches of print journalism. I don’t write stories with the idea of submitting them for SCPA awards.
I write them on local people, most of the time on people who don’t think they have any kind of story to tell.
And the highest compliments I receive are from the readers of this paper. I would much rather know that the Morning News readers enjoy my writing than some judge from an out-of-state press association who doesn’t know squat about the gems in the Pee Dee area.
Am I disappointed I didn’t even scratch this year?
Yes, to a miniscule degree.
But I’m not going to dwell on something I have no control over. There are too many more stories out there. If the Pee Dee is rich in anything, it’s rich in characters.
That’s why I like doing what I do. I don’t need an armored car to haul all the money I make to the bank every two weeks. After all, it probably costs the company more to make the direct deposit than goes into my barren account.
But I enjoy coming to work each day. And that’s something money can’t buy - manual typewriter and all.

Amen, Dwight. This is a great first blog, and I couldn’t agree more.