Author Archives: Erich Schmidt

About Erich Schmidt

There are remarkable stories in every crevice and chasm. My mission is to find them and capture their essence, with clarity, creativity and compassion. Digital and social media help me convey the tales in interesting and interactive ways. I am a broadcast media veteran with nearly 15 years of professional experience, much of that with the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation and Citytv, both in Toronto. I am also a novelist who relishes the challenge of the blank page and injecting grandiosity into common life.

Horror In Ottawa & My Newswriting Days

Ottawa news breaking story

Today’s horror in Ottawa reminds me of my newswriting days.

For me, it’s difficult during awful times like this not to reflect back on those newswriting days (2001-2005) where I would often walk into the newsroom at Citytv in Toronto amid the chaos of a breaking news story. Today that newsroom, and all other newsrooms across the country, are clamouring to cover the atrocity.

I remember the feeling of being brought instantly to full alert upon learning the initial details of a breaking news story. At first the facts are few and tersely worded: (for example) Gunshots in (name of city and neighbourhood); two officers reportedly hit.

When big news breaks, events in the ensuing half day unfold very quickly, although never quickly enough if you’re at the news desk and in charge of updating a large audience, whether it’s via TV, radio or the web. Continue reading

Mycoplasma Unearthed: My Recovery from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

Typical Mycoplasma colony, as shown on nature.com

Typical Mycoplasma colony, as shown on nature.com

June 21st, 1999

For most of this decade, I suffered horribly from the profoundly devastating effects of Chronic Fatigue (Immune Dysfunction) Syndrome {CFS}. Chronic Fatigue Syndrome is a disease that, by the accounts of many sufferers I’ve known, pummels you into utter exhaustion, and keeps beating you from there. CFS gave me six plus years of hell and hopelessness that pains me to put into words. My earliest knowledge of CFS involved a symptomatically diverse flu-like illness that is the direct result of a severely dysfunctioning immune system. Personally, I had low and unpredictable energy, heavy legs, a sore throat, muscle aches, anxiety, depression, and severe sleep difficulties. I was “sick all over”; essentially, a vital young man shot down in his physical prime.

Apparently, I had an alien illness. The many doctors, all with outmoded information, had no answers or insight. So I had no hope. Neither did millions of others like me, who sucked daily on a fragment of their lives. Repeatedly I heard the cautions, that I may have to live “as is”; as damaged goods, in other words. But not me; not this fighter. I kept my eyes and ears open and continued doing research. I wasn’t looking for the best coping method. I demanded a cure. Continue reading

The morning workaround, for an early hours hater

Yup, that's me

Yup, that’s me

Mornings, to me, are like a bleach stain on a favourite shirt: something that should never be there. I should never be involved with mornings in any way. Specifically, anything active that happens before 8 am – 9 am preferably and 10 am ideally, though unrealistically – is not meant to be for me.

Which isn’t to say that I can’t “do” mornings. I did, for years. I was quite adept at pulling myself out of bed at 6 am and sometimes even sooner, dragging myself into the shower, dressing and grooming myself adequately, finding something to eat on the go, picking up my pre-packed belongings, reaching down to clumsily tie my shoelaces while cursing the night-borne tightness in my back, throwing on a jacket if the weather required it, and stumbling out the door.

In the years that I commuted to Toronto, I managed to put one foot in front of the other well enough to get to my local bus stop, where I waited for the bus that took me to the nearest GO Train station, where I boarded the train and set my still-weary body down to rest. Yes, I still desired more rest.

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Pinterest for writers

great image from thewritelife.com

great image from thewritelife.com

I’m a big fan of social media, but only when I can use it as a practical tool. (Admittedly, Facebook is an exception.)

When I first began using Pinterest months ago, I didn’t realize it could ever be a practical tool. That’s the thing about social media, I find. You have to take a bit of time to understand the various platforms and what they can do for you. It helps if they’re also fun to use.

Pinterest has become both practical and fun, because I have started to use it as a place to gather all my writing resources. These resources are in the form of hundreds of websites, and articles on these websites. So far I’ve only just begun to assemble them on Pinterest.

Here’s a look at what I’ve come up with so far.

Dear Windows 8.1:

You are undoubtedly better than your immediate predecessor, and your level of sophistication blows my old Windows XP operating system right out of deep sea waters. But you perplex me with your endless array of Apps and your promises that my life can’t help but be enhanced with their use.

Your interface stymies me and I am no novice PC user. I know I will figure you out in a matter of weeks and we may then become good friends despite all the consternation you’ve caused me.

But for now I treat you as my Maltese poodle treats chipmunks. I will sneak up on you and try to overcome you before you have a chance to outsmart me. My Sydney hasn’t yet outrun one of those speediest of rodents. You might want to hope for a similar fortune.

When I was a boy… (My writing history)

Determined little Erich

Determined little Erich

It occurred to me, in the shower the other day, that if I’m going to sell my wares – my digital content production skills – online, I should have some sort of story with which to advertise myself.

So, here I am telling you how I became a writer, and journalist, digital media producer, blogger and social media specialist.

First of all, I didn’t choose to be a writer; writing chose me. I know it’s a cliché but that’s the way it works.
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“Working on a highway…

laying down the blacktop” Bruce Springsteen sings in one of the great tracks from his Born In The USA album. That was 1984. This is 2014 and I’m working on an album (of sorts) of my own. I consider an album to be a tightly-knit collection of similarly-themed songs. In my case you change “songs” to “posts” and you get the goods.

I’m working on the goods right now and will be back with finished product soon. Stay tuned and enjoy the summer.