Choosing my favorite moment in journalism would be like picking a favorite among my children. I can't pick one favorite.
I was a finalist for the Pulitzer as a reporter.
Journalism is, indeed, a noble calling, and I have much I hope to accomplish in the next phase of my career.
There have been many great newspapermen, but to my mind, only two have achieved immortality: Pulitzer for his endowment and William Randolph Hearst for his castle.
When Goldberg's 'Liberal Fascism' came out in January 2008, his employer 'National Review Online' announced that Tribune Media Services, which carries Goldberg's opinion columns, had 'nominated' Goldberg for a Pulitzer in commentary.
I'm the female Bob Woodward! If I were a liberal, I couldn't write another book. I'd be so busy collecting awards! I'd be posing for the cover of 'Vanity Fair!'
Alan Rusbridger is, to many, among the most admired newspaper editors of our time.
The Pulitzer Prize was established when Joseph Pulitzer died in 1911, leaving a bequest to create the eponymous award. An immigrant from Hungary, Pulitzer struck it rich by combining the 'St. Louis Post' and the 'St. Louis Dispatch' to make the - wait for it - 'St. Louis Post-Dispatch.'
My dad founded the 'Rancho Santa Fe Times' and won a lot of journalism awards.
The Pulitzer is a crapshoot. Your piece has to hit a few people the right way at the right moment.
Pulitzers are journalist-oriented, so the publicity machine kicks in for about two days. Then, you go back to normal.
If you're in journalism, the U.S. - and New York City in particular - is an exciting place to work.
At certain times each year, we journalists do almost nothing except apply for the Pulitzers and several dozen other major prizes. During these times you could walk right into most newsrooms and commit a multiple axe murder naked, and it wouldn't get reported in the paper because the reporters and editors would all be too busy filling out prize applications.
