Yesterday I took myself out of my head, and out of my home office, where I usually write quite happily. I drove over to campus, where I usually teach, and interviewed some students. This was a weird intersection of my two worlds, sort of like if I invited students home to dinner.
Interviewing in person, with equipment other than a computer, is not difficult. I had a few questions in mind. Well, actually, I had them written down, and I referred to them often. But I let myself go off the page if something a student said sparked an idea.
It was more fun than I thought it would be, at least at first.
I was surprised how many people didn’t want to go on record with their opinions, but then thinking it over, lots of people are shy about cameras and recorders and talking to strangers about politics.
Still, I managed to snag several interviews, and the young people I spoke to were all smart and articulate. I didn’t stop trying until my camera started running out of juice.
I’m not writing a story for this part of the project. It’s going to be something a little different. I think it will run within the next week, sometime before the inauguration.
The most surprising thing to me through this whole adventure is that Interviewing other people, talking to them about the issues of the day, inspires me to write. And that’s always a good thing.