Sunday, July 24, 2005

Break your routine

i survived a 10 am to 11:30 pm workshop. It wasn't the same workshop format i was used to, but i will cherish the experience.

i still don't know what was worse - the comments or the food. The serving intervals didn't give my stomach time to digest.

i learned a lot more about my classmates as we all dream to be 'creative' writers. The panelists reiterated advice i have already learned: show don't tell, brevity and economy of words and sincerity. i could use some reminding. Rather, a lot of reminding.

i need to learn more on how to 'read' texts. And learn the skill of seeing beyond the surface level as our panelists have. asteeg.

i think i'm somewhat repressed. When my peers managed to share about deaths in their families, hatred towards their mothers, break-ups and betrayal, i just shared the clumsiest moment of my life. Is that all there is to my writing?


This is the first complete weekend i spent in Elbi. i wasn't used to waking up on a Sunday morning in a different bed and climate. i miss our family's Sunday lunches. i miss our church's pews.

i miss my Sundays.

i attended church in LB for the first time. i praised God with people i really didn't know, aside from banana and ate miks. But it didn't matter, as the song says:

In our hearts we're undivided
worshipping one Saviour, one Lord

It doesn't matter
where - you could be in a bathroom, field, bed or under a tree,
with whom - strangers, acquaintances and friends or alone,
or how- you could dance, shout, sing, cry, lift your hands, write even.
What matters is your heart.
That you worship Him in spirit and in truth.


Blogger MidniteSolitaire said...

the mere fact that you were able to remember and write about something when you were that young doesn't mean it was merely "clumsiness". there is definitely more to it, i'm sure.

and by the way, why the heck am i linked as "beautiful shoulders"? Odd.

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