Once upon a time, the career path of a journalist was a standard progression. Our people started as runner and moved to cadet and perhaps to regional reporter, learning the craft of the newspaper or the magazine as we moved up, to regional editor, perhaps dabbling in TV reporting before becoming editor, and so on till the giddying heights of Editor-in-Chief or Publisher. Such is the story of Angus Fontaine, a former boss of mine. You hear a similar tale from Mia Freedman, one of my journalistic icons (her first memoir, Mama Mia, is both inspirational and very realistic in its discussion of the media scene in Sydney).
This blog started as a way to find a job. Now it's about finding a way to never have a job again.