I first met the Post’s editor-in-chief Endy Bayuni sometime in late 2006. I was 23 years old fresh grad from a small town in Borneo, who had never taken a course in journalism. The only article I had published was an academic paper in a national journal but it came with such a fatal misspelling in my name that I prefer to regard that the minor accomplishment was not mine. When I came for the interview session for the Post and met with Endy that year, I had worked as a junior secretary for a Japanese company, a job that I knew was only for temporary until I could get into journalism. During the interview, I told both Endy and then managing editor Meidyatama Suryodiningrat that I had unsuccessfully applied as a journalist for several publications, one of them being a sister company to the Post. They burst into laughter, telling me that they could just eliminate me right away, saving their precious time of doing selections if their sister company had done so. I was feeling nervous yet hopeful. If I could make it to the interview stage, there had to be something they saw in the writing test that I had submitted. When the interview was over, I told myself this could be the last time I tried to venture into journalism. If I failed the Post, I would quit trying all together. Not long afterwards, I received a phone call from the Post. I had been selected to become one of their cub reporters. Continue reading
“Journalism is not an expanding profession, designing mobile apps is.” — the Financial Times
A couple of weeks ago I received an email from a lecturer where I completed my Masters in the UK. He reached out to alumni for an update about their careers upon graduation. His email came at a time when I need validations for my choice of profession.
Upon the completion of my communication degree at the University of East Anglia (UEA) in September 2013, I returned back to Indonesia. Soon after, I started my job hunting ritual without much clues. My loose plans were to apply to consulting firms where I can invest more in various analytical skills. I applied to all major international consulting firms whose offices are scattered around the world, including Jakarta. I heard back from two and none was good news. I started to look beyond consulting roles and ponder my knack for writing and my leaning towards blogging. I want to be a writer again. Now for an online platform.
Several days shy of Christmas, I was informed that I had secured a job in a local online media company in Jakarta. It seems that the upcoming gig has great things going for it but I caught myself second guessing my choice as soon as I had confirmed the job offer by phone; I wonder how working as web content developer can take me to where I want to be. Continue reading