I’m really starting to feel like the Susan Lucci of the media awards.
I was nominated for two awards – Columnist of the Year and Feature Writer of the Year and lost both. Hey, like I said in an old post of mine. You win some, you lose some.
What I’ve learned is, if you go to awards ceremony expecting to win, you’re going to be in for a rude awakening.
This is why I go with three goals in mind: to show respect to the organization that nominated me, to support my wonderful and talented media colleagues and lastly, to eat all of the good food. This year, sadly, I left hungry because they didn’t feed us early. I couldn’t wait for the ceremony to end in order to eat, so I skipped out a tad early.
I had so much fun running into my former colleagues and watching people who I grew up watching or listening to, get honoured.
My good friend/pretend nemesis Jerome Sawyer walked through the door, we took one look at each other and rolled our eyes, exchanged unpleasantries and then burst out laughing. He is crazy just like me, so it’s always love. Despite our constant rowing, we have so much respect for each other. This man is accomplished and has been a source of inspiration for many younger journalists, myself included.
I also ran into one of my old colleagues, Sasha Lightbourne who has been blazing her own trail with her hit show, Happy Foods 242. I’m always happy to run into my people at these events.
I want to say congratulations to all of the winners, especially Inigo ‘Naughty’ Zenicazelaya who won Columnist of the Year and Cara Hunt of The Tribune, who won for her incredible feature writing. I was in good company.
