By Cathy Lee
A lot of not very “every-day” things happened in my every-day life last week.
Let me just say before we get into this that you shouldn’t worry as this won’t be a diary entry.
Last week I began my usual college student routine, doing what I was supposed to be doing. By Saturday, I had had three cover stories in three different newspapers.
I also won first place at a competitive Poetry Slam (but that’s a different story).
The overused term that comes to mind is “that escalated quickly”, but if the shoe fits.
The irregularity of these events come from the content of the cover stories and the fact I was even involved in a Poetry Slam.
The stories were an analysis of changes in property prices in county Dublin, Wicklow and Carlow which were spread across three pages each.
That’s altogether nine pages of house prices, analysis and content coming from a student journalist who doesn’t own a home and isn’t an amazing tenant either.
Also currently I live in neither Dublin nor Wicklow and believe me, not even Carlow.
The point of this post is that life is quite unpredictable and basically I believe you need to take every opportunity, big or small, that comes your way.
I will tell you just how I did that this time around.
Back in December, I met with the editor of the papers to do an interview about the upcoming general elections in Ireland in 2016.
I had completed work experience at their “Wicklow Voice” paper over the summer, a two week stay at a paper I grew to really enjoy writing for.
He was very willing to talk and gave a good interview, I was happy with how it went.
He told me during our talk that day that he would have some upcoming journalism work for me and also mentioned the magic and underused word of “paid”.
Of course, I was delighted at this.
Then, the horror of the words hit like a ton of bricks on the horizon of a ghost estate, (now growing from ghostly to homely I might add).
I sunk at the thought, knowing that property was not in my vocabulary never mind my journalistic abilities.
15,000 homes were sold in Dublin 2015. I looked at the name, location and price of each property.
500 homes were sold in Carlow and 1,300 in Wicklow. That’s nearly 17,000 homes.
With the extremity of excitement in uncovering information such as this, I was beginning to lose faith in terms of whether anybody would even want to read this endless jargon of stats.
I soon learned that I was wrong. People love putting their nose in others homes, to see how the other half lives in some way.
I listed the cheapest and most expensive sales and also the top ten homes in the counties.
People go crazy for these things and such stats, I found out when I saw the spread of numbers and cartoon homes on the published papers.
I also noticed that each other national paper and locals had property stories too, so I didn’t feel alone in my extensive investigative research into the “Property Price Register”.
I think I got the shock when the killer headline was in big bold print and I had the beloved by-line to go with it.
I almost felt like a spreader of my personal property propaganda that the poor readers in Dublin, Wicklow and Carlow had just me to read on the cover of their locals.
Last year in the first year of my journalism course in Galway, a speaker from thejournal.ie told us that you can’t predict what stories readers will like the most.
That idea flashed into my mind all through last week.
I think in this game I’m now invested in, you have to just take it as it comes.
Never say no, nod along and figure out the ins and outs later because a high percentage of the time, you can figure out the best way around a tough situation.
We are born survivors aren’t we? Embrace that inner strength and grab at these chances.
Who knows, maybe when I buy my first home. I’ll know where to go and look, because the stories stick with you, no matter how far gone you are.
I attach links to the property stories and photographs of the cover stories, feel free to browse and thanks to Wicklow Voice, Dublin Voice and Carlow People papers.