Flash flooding last week brought me to Bradford County for the first time in a long time.
It brought back plenty of memories. Back in the day, I really enjoyed going to Erie by taking Route 6 just about all the way. I also freelanced for a great television station in Corning, NY, and if I had some extra time, I took Route 6 to get there. It is one of America's great roads. Great scenery, pretty small towns, nice people.
Much of my flash flooding visit was spent off the Route 6 corridor, and cell phone service was absolutely horrible. I know no one wants a big, ugly cell phone tower for a neighbor, but it's 2017. There has to be a better way to have better communications.
The next part of this entry might be a little too inside baseball, but here goes. If you write for a living, you can relate to this. If not, I hope I do a good job of explaining the phenomenon.
Photographer Jason Wolf and I had great material for our flash flooding story-- amazing video, compelling interviews. Then, it was all on my plate. I fired my laptop and talked to Jason about our best video. Note to kids: write to the video, best video first.
It happens every once in a while. My fingers danced on the keyboard. The words went from my head to the laptop. They flowed and they flowed fast. It's like a pitcher working on a perfect game or a bowler on his way to a 300 game. OK, maybe that's a little overly dramatic. As I sent the script to the station for approval, I know I had a good piece.
Approval was swift. I recorded my voice track and handed it off to Jason for editing. We were on the same wavelength and he did a fantastic job of putting it all together.
I do tend to drive myself crazy. If I had to do it all over again, I would have made a couple of minor changes to what I wrote. Overall, it was darned solid.
Sometimes, you just get in the zone.
