Captain’s Log – Let’s go another week

It’s late on Tuesday, and the “where’s your column?” notes have started dropping in the team chat. Some days this happens – there’s just too much going on, and my brain refuses to settle long enough to focus and write. Even at 4 a.m., 8 a.m., or now, 10:40 p.m., the deadline is creeping closer.

On days like today, I resort to the idea file, hoping to find something, anything, that might spark a thought worth putting on paper.

There are some funny things in the notes file, the Idea Bin, if you will. We’ve wandered through this territory before as I dig around – seeing what strikes me, and wondering what I was thinking when I first jotted it down. It’s sort of entertaining in a “wow, this is what 57 looks like” kind of way.

Here’s one: “If the legend is better, write the damn legend,” said my dad’s old friend, Fletch Galper, one day while talking about Dad’s horse stories.

Another: “Six months and a road trip.” Not entirely sure what that was meant to mean, but today it sounds like a formula for figuring out if a date might be worth forever.

Treasures like, “Ephemera – write this into a book about life, all the little things that make us who we are,” and my favorite, “One More Week – The story of small-town newspapering.”

Speaking of which, we let the first of the year slip past without noting our seventh birthday. On January 1, 2019, this experiment in local community news began on a wing and a prayer with a homemade website. Seven years later, we have a printed weekly for our own community, two more community weeklies for our neighbors, an online statewide rural newspaper, and a national magazine. We’ve added book publishing for two local authors and even a “front porch” to our media empire, the Great Basin Trading Co., on Maine Street in Fallon.

What a ride it has been.

What a scrappy little team holding it all together, and what a remarkable community that has supported us through it all.

We are grateful.

So, with hearts full and resolve focused on seven, ten, or maybe even fifty more years, let’s go another week, as always…

…Keeping you Posted.
Rach