This paper, like the journalism industry as a whole, has kind of screwed me over. But I kept coming back. And it wasn't because of the great pay or work-life balance. It was because of the people I got...
The summer before my sophomore year, I was asked to cover meetings on the new Title IX coordinator finalists. Little did I know that one story would take over the rest of my reporting.
I spent a year...
When I first walked down the tunnel of a stairwell that leads into The Daily Texan basement, I thought to myself, “Ya know, I’m not so sure about this.” But after a tryout and a chat with some of...
This spring has been my seventh and last semester at the Texan, and it’s nothing like I expected it to be. I haven’t set foot in the basement in over a year. I’ve attended virtual staff meetings...
Ten semesters with the Texan taught me a few things, but nothing could have prepared me for the chaos that was covering sports during a pandemic.
I was in the basement when sports stopped last March,...
Writing ledes is my favorite part of journalism. They can be beautiful or funny or break your heart. They can be anything you want.
I’ve thought about writing the lede to my 30 column probably at...
From the day I was admitted to UT, I knew I wanted to work at the Texan. Like all the annoying high school yearbook kids, I made my way to the basement with confidence a bit too high and a truckload of...
I was a transfer student that worked on a small newspaper at my last university and never imagined I would make it into The Daily Texan. I always thought I was a small fish in a big pond.
Now,...
I’ve found that oftentimes, sports are more poetic than not.
OK, I know what you’re thinking — that statement is melodramatic, borderline outlandishly so. And you’d probably...
It feels strange to be writing this column now, when I feel so disconnected from campus. I’m taking remote classes this semester — and have been since the spring 2020 semester, when students...
One perk about leaving the Texan during a pandemic semester is that I didn’t have to throw the orientation party, the Last Night of Print Party or any of the random ones in between. My roommates...
I am more than aware of how ironic it is that I have worked at one of the best student newspapers for almost three years, yet I remain a subpar writer.
I’ll try to keep it short since this...
