Once upon a time, I was a girl who dreamed of becoming a writer—that is, for the purposes of this post, one I will define as someone who does writing as a fulltime profession, or at least has published a book. Since the time I was about 10 y.o., I had been an active campus […]
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I remember the moment I turned, like a human bitten by a vampire. It was early in the morning at the crack of dawn You were with me and you smiled. I had to fight, I turned away But your venom spread like wildfire in my veins. Oh curses, damn— ‘Twas the end of me […]
“It is this life-long search for, and journey toward, meaning, that lies beneath all the surface changes we make in our jobs, occupations, job-titles, and careers during our lifetime. We want our work—increasingly—to reflect who we most truly are.” ~ Richard Nelson Bolles, The 1993 What Color Is Your Parachute? … As some of you may […]
There’s an anecdote of me as a child, that my mother used to tell me about over and over again. She said that when I was about 5 y.o., she and my father were watching me work on a coloring book. They were instructing me which colors to use (e.g. green for the leaves, blue […]
Tonight I just want to write. There are nights this difficult, this foreign, this familiar. I am both full of, and at a loss for, words. Lately, I have been thinking a lot about the word “recalibrating.” To calibrate again. To reassess, reset, readjust. I was thinking I have to take a step back and […]
I stumbled upon the following list of questions on A Cathartic Method (I take it the survey was originally tagged by Bea of The Dalaga Project), and found it so interesting I wanted to answer it myself. So here goes! What type of writing do you do? For public writeups, I do mostly essays, feature pieces, creative […]
“…And you don’t care about those first three pages; those you will throw out, those you needed to write to get to that fourth page, to get to that one long paragraph that was what you had in mind when you started, only you didn’t know that, couldn’t know that, until you got to it.”—Anne […]
A couple of days ago, I encountered several articles asserting that it’s high time we stop hounding today’s worker with the “Do what you love” (DWYL) campaign. Rather than aspire for a career life that would allow us to do what we love such that we can combine passion and work, some argue that we […]
Dear Journal (August 14, 2005) “Memories, for me, are precious. That’s why I have you, in the first place.” … … I started keeping a journal as I was just about to turn 15. Now, nine years later, I flip back to the pages written by that 15-year-old girl, and I am all at once […]
These days I’ve been encountering more triggers for derailment than glowing road signs saying “Yes darling, you’re on the right path, and you’re getting free lemonade every 5 meters.” However, even from the very beginning, I had been well aware that this was going to be anything but the yellow brick road. I had prepared […]
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