Bitter Play by Rhymes Alison

Author:Rhymes, Alison [Rhymes, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 4282259310
Publisher: Alison Rhymes LLC
Published: 2023-02-06T18:30:00+00:00

“Okay, people. Pitch,” Fran says when all the reporters have shuffled into the conference room. There aren’t many of us. Two of us in senior positions, Veronica and myself. Veronica moved here from Memphis for this position. She’s of similar age to me but with a wildly different background, having grown up in a large family here in the South. I like her immensely already, though. She’s spunky and has a takes-no-shit vibe about her. Honestly, she reminds me of a younger version of Fran.

With us are four junior journalists. Adam, Jenna, Roland, and Sebastian. All four are in their early twenties, barely out of college but hungry for experience and to start a name for themselves. We spent time together every day last week, before the holiday weekend. Fran wanted us to get to know each other, and I’ve determined I like them all quite a lot, further solidifying that taking this job was the right decision.

“What about an event calendar in every issue for upcoming festivals? We could list many, but feature one or two of them every issue,” Roland suggests.

“Work up a list of some of the more intriguing ones throughout the year and we’ll revisit next Monday. I like the idea, but I want the list to be worthy.”

“Absolutely,” Roland says with a nod.

“There’s a teacher in Baton Rouge, where my cousin attends high school. The students love him, he uses hip-hop, social media, and pop culture in the classroom. Also, he set up his own charity to make sure every student at the school has a backpack and necessary supplies each year. I’d like to go interview him.” This comes from Jenna.

“That sounds promising. Go,” Fran tells her.

We circle around a dozen more ideas. Some Fran shoots down outright, some she gives immediate approval, others she wants more information on.

“One thing I’d like to dig into is a new art installation being proposed in Nashville,” I say.

“What type of installation?”

“Something similar to the street art in Bushwick, New York. An artist coalition introduced the idea to the city council and the mayor approved allocation of four city blocks in a part of town that has seen better times.”

“Yes,” Fran exclaims with a clap of her hands. “Perfect. Go dig up more details.”

Though I’ve lived in New Orleans for several years now and Nashville isn’t that far of a drive, I’ve never been there. If it’s anything like Bushwick, it’s bound to be amazing, and I’d love to follow the progression.

After making a few more plans, we break for lunch and spend the second half of the day researching and coordinating travel for those of us with out-of-town leads. By the time 2 rolls around, I’m dragging. I rarely get tired during the day, but it was a long week last week, added to by the holiday. And Reed. He wears me out in the most exquisite ways, which makes up for the lack of sleep. But coffee is needed if I’m going to make it through the next few hours of work and a night with my karaoke crew.

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