Polaroid Child

For this week's university work blog entry, we learnt about the popular press! How it started and how it is in the present. This is actually quite interesting as somehow the UK have let one man in particular have a near monopoly in its own press. The popular press came along with the rise of the capitalist imperative in western countries. As more people learnt to read, there became a potential to make profits from producing different publications that the different classes could read. The first value for money newspaper was The Daily Mail launched in 1896, which featured shorter articles and a very popular women's column. Closely followed by the launch of The Daily Express that was the first daily newspaper to feature news on the front page instead of only advertisements. During the interwar period, there was a decline in politically based articles and a rise in entertainment pieces. This came along through the beginning of market research looking into who was reading the newpa

As a part of my journalism course, I have to write a blog entry about what we are learning about with one of my lecturers. This week was all about New Journalism! I hope you enjoy learning something new. New Journalism was the shift in the late Victorian era from newspapers being Gentlemans magazines to appealing to the wider classes. Many newspapers during this time started publishing more sensationalised stories that appealed to more people instead of sticking with hard-hitting news that mostly well-educated members of society would read. One of the most revolutionary people of his time is W.T. Stead, who is considered to be one of the pioneers of this movement. He started his career at the Northern Echo up in Newcastle where he became the youngest editor at age 22. He said that his position of power and influence is 'to be used on behalf of the poor, the outcast and the oppressed'. Stead kept his promise throughout his career by writing about prostitution. His article result

Love your friends was a very heartfelt post about some things that happened when I was only 16. It was an incredibly strange time in my life. This post is more about the aftereffect of losing friends. I felt that it was the right time to write it as recently a couple of my friends lost someone they loved dearly and for me, it has been many years since my close friends died. I hope that this blog post provides comfort for anyone reading this. While I'm writing this, it has been just over two years since Mollie passed and a year and 10 months since we lost Natasha. It's been a strange few years in my life, to be honest. Two breaks up and others in my life have passed away. When so much grief happens in such a short space of time, it can bring along with it many negative feelings. I'm not a stranger to bad thoughts and bad times. Each and every day I miss Mollie and Natasha and long for them to be here again. At the same time, it makes me feel almost lucky to be living and giv