Okay, so I’m going into one of my edits knowing that I’m going to get a headache.
1) It’s Domestic Violence Awareness Month (also Breast Cancer Awareness Month and Arts Appreciation Month, but that’s neither here nor there). Ergo, I’m putting together a story about a women’s shelter.
2) For reasons that become obvious, I can’t show any pictures of the shelter’s exterior, nor any of the women or children actually housed in there.
3) I don’t really need any reminders that mankind in general is a large festering cesspool of violent shitheads, control freaks, and people who are not worth the meat they are printed on.
The balance to that, or course, is that the women I interviewed who run the shelter and associated services are good, passionate, concerned people who are doing worthwhile things with their lives. Out of nearly fifteen minutes of prime interview material, I have to boil out four minutes of absolute gold. And then find pictures to cover the edits, and because today’s TV audience can’t look at the same picture for more than 15 seconds without clicking the remote.
This sort of thing is the bread and butter of community-level TV. Well, that’s not true, that’s probably the interminable city council and budget meetings, but you get my drift: we’re covering a small community with very little int he way of actual news, and getting the word out on worthy services is a Good Thing.
Manufacturing images to comprise B-roll is not. Pulling some generic public domain images, making the move and spin and zoom in so I can plaster some CG text over them gets a bit labor intensive, especially on a part-time job.
Well, the stories can’t be all Hot Sauce Festivals and robot dinosaurs. At least this weekend, I’m covering a local comic convention. That might prove interesting.