I’ve been doing some weathercasts from my home studio. It’s getting more comfortable. There is a tiny delay–under a second. The anchors and I are chatting. That makes me smile.
So far, so good.
I stand alone in my studio wearing a receiver and transmitter for my wireless earpiece and microphone. A fixed, unmanned camera is aimed at me. On a good night I hear everything but my own voice piped back to me.
I am dependant on the director. Michelle or Andre run a quick sound check before air, then go over my cue for the “supertease.” Knowing what’s before me helps with timing and tone.
They give me confidence. They’re my lifeline. I’m not sure they know how important they are to me.
There is so much data to watch. Last night it was gusty wind. In and around our compact valley are dozens of weather stations. There’s much more data than I can present on TV. Too much is confusing. Clarity is the goal. I edit furiously.
My studio project isn’t finished. There’s more that can be done with what I have. All in good time. Right now I’m happy with how it’s going.