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Village Squire, 1975-07, Page 34Keith's Kolumn I hate to see that guy... the one in the mirror BY KEITH ROULSTON To be a writer, you have to be a bit of an egotist. Thus, I am an egotist. I mean you can't be a shrinking violet and put your opinions in cold print for all to see...and perhaps ridicule. Every young writer lives for the first time he sees his name in print. For the young reporter, the biggest thrill is getting the first by-line. For the fiction writer it's seeing your name on the jacket of a novel or at the top of a short story in a magazine. There's something hypnotic about those little letters on paper that have driven thousands over the years to devote their lives to trying to get their message on paper. But the strange thing about writers is that while they like to get their name and the fruits of their minds in print, most don't like being very visible. While radio performers lover the sound of their voices and television personalities (and a lot of ordinary egotistical people) like to look at themselves in mirrors, writers would just as well hide behind their by-lines. My wife gets a taught about me for instance. It's the policy of our weekly newspaper that the pictures of columnists go at the top of the column every week. It took a long time before I put my picture at the top of my own column. She kept taking pictures of me to use, and I kept throwing them out after they were developed. Somehow, the image that appears is never quite what you'd like it to be like. I mean I've never quite pictured myself as a movie star type, but somehow my own mental picture of myself always gets shattered when I see myself. For the same reason, I hate mirrors. I hate those shops that have all sorts of mirrors in them. I start feeling like I'm stark naked in a goldfish bowl. Back when I was in college we had some training in radio and television work since many of my classmates were likely to go on in that field. One day they wheeled this little television camera into the class -room studio and each of us took turns reading the news in front of the little box. Then they played the video tape back for us to see. They spoiled my day. I mean this was first thing in the day and the horrid memory of seeing a bleary-eyed, rumpled college student that turned out to be me, just wasn't the way to start things off. My forehead, which is wide and high at the best of times, lboked like an empty football field from the high camera angle 'used. My larger than life nose looked evern larger than it used to seem when I was a self-conscious high school student. My mouth beside these large expanses looked tiny and wiihy washy. In all, if a character like that read the. C.B.C. National news, I wouldn't believe a word of it. Our radio recording sessions were just as bad. My 'best friend at the time went on to become a disc jockey, first at a local station and then a station in one of the largest cities in Canada. His voice was smooth as silk and made you iust want to listen to him talk. It was, in short, everything that mine wasn't. Evan now when I use a tape -recorder some times for interviews, it is positively gruesome to have to listen to that scratchy voice and realize, however unwanted, that it is your own. Even worse, several times in the past year or so I've found myself interviewed on radio. It's a nice boost for the self-esteem to be interviewed but I've never had the courage to listen to one of the interviews. Somehow, I know, if I listened myself -esteem would need even more boosting. I'd rather, by far write a lot, and hopefully be read, but hide behind my by-line. A radio and television personality I'II 'just never be. For over forty years Welcome Wagon hostesses have been making calls on newcomers - whether they be within our own nation or in a foreign country. If you are a newcomer, know of one, or are a businessman desiring representation in the newcomer's home, call your local representative listed below for WELCOME WAGON LIMITED. LTD Call your Welcome Wagon Hostess now. Wingham 357-3275 Exeter 235-2870 Mitchell 348-8925 Clinton 482-7657 Goderich 524-6675 Seaforth 527-0923 32, VILLAGE SQUIRE/IULY 1975