Fischer moves to the Cowboy State

Everybody who knows me real well will tell you that I have have a 5-year plan since I could probably talk. Those who know me will also tell you that I work hard to get what I want — hence the triple majoring and two jobs business of my college career.

But I had never in my wildest dreams imagined that a move to Wyoming would be what launches me into my journalism career.

But here we are, and I am currently sitting a a desk in Gillette, Wyoming writing this and thinking of story ideas for my news meeting tomorrow.

My initial interview for a features writer position was May 2, 2016, just a couple weeks before graduation. It was over the phone and that terrified me. The only thing more terrifying than that was the fact that I had about 2.5 days to prepare.

I was sitting in French class on a Friday afternoon, and checked my phone when class had ended; there was an email response regarding a follow email I had sent about a resumé and clips I had sent to an editor. She said she wanted to interview me on the following Monday.

So there wasn't anything to do but prepare... and try not to panic too much.

The interview went really well and I could tell I had done well because the editor sent me examples of writing from the paper, and we talked the following Monday about them, aka, the Monday of finals week.

We had a quick chat because this editor understood, or at least humored me in my worry about my finals and actually being able to graduate with my three majors, but she did say that she wanted to talk further about the possibility of working up in Gillette as a reporter!

It was at this point that I knew everything was going to be worth it; it had to be. We hadn't even discussed my journalism degree much during the interview; she was more interested in the international studies and French additions.

Two weeks later, I was off to Gillette for my final interview after offering to come up and meet with her. Truth be told, I wanted to make sure I wasn't really moving to the middle of nowhere if I were to get officially offered the job and decide to move to Wyoming.

While there, the job description changed a little bit. Within the span of about three hours, I had gained another interview with another publisher at another paper just south of Gillette. I called him on my way back from Gillette and interviewed with him the next day. (Just so you know, we're at Wednesday of the week by now.)

Thursday, the editor of the paper in Gillette called me and wanted to officially offer me this "hybrid journalist" job. One in which I would be working for two publishers at two different papers. I decided to take a day to think it over.

On Friday of that week, I accepted the job, found an apartment and made my official plans to move one month after that.

It was a whirlwind of a week, but I had finally gotten a job, and not even two weeks after graduation. That was something I was proud of.