What I fear the most is to lose my loved ones. Death is a part of human life, it needs to be accepted but I don’t feel ready to handle it yet. I lost my grandfather, my Dad’s dad mid-January, but I was far, in the … Continue reading Write about the emotions you fear the most. – Laurie Halse Anderson
I love to see the page cover up with lines like a bathtub filling with warm water, and I love to sense the slight tension as the pen nib slides over the paper. Writing a letter holds such promise and excitement, and in preparing one I feel as if I am showing the same devotion as when I cook a fine meal for loved ones. I imagine the whole chain of people who touch the letter along its way, the expression on my friend’s face when the letter appears in his box, his curiosity as he deciphers those stamps, his expectancy as he picks up the letter opener and slits the envelope seal, and then, hopefully, his delight at reading what I have to tell him. But above all, I suppose I savor the most the intimacy that letter writing allows between two people, the possibility of standing as far back or as far forward as one wishes to convey a sentiment. I appreciate how you can hide secret thoughts behind words, or how you can step out in the spotlight with them.
-Katharine Branning, Yes, I Would Love Another Glass of Tea
I have been dying to write about my travels. However, I did not manage to travel much during my PhD (that is outside of the U.K.) and I have mostly forgotten the details from the trips I went on while I was studying in Germany … Continue reading -Lisbon in 5 days- ‘the preparation’
Bundan 11 sene once, 2005 yazinin Haziran’inda TEVITOL’un (Turk Egitim Vakfi Inanc Turkes Ozel Lisesi) gozlem kampina gorevli ogrenci olarak katilmistim. Bos oturmayi pek sevmezdim, hala da oyle. Yapacak hicbir seyim yoksa elimde illa ki bir kitap olur. Hatirliyorum, o zamanlar benimle oyun oynamak isteyen … Continue reading Iciii
is to lose access to your email account 3 months after you finish your studies without any notice I got 10 days extension after contacting the IT team and since the afternoon I am trying to sync email accounts and go through all the 600 emails that accumulated in my inbox, archive them before I export my emails in a .pst format (no idea if I will have my emails stored properly in Gmail afterwards, but I try. currently down to 465 and my eyes are closing down). I decided to turn this inconvenience into a massive tidying/cleaning of stuff from my computer and bought a 1,5 TB hardrive in addition to my old 500 GB and 160 GB Ipod storage space. I guess no job applications for a few days (hurray!).
As I was deleting some unnecessary photos, I came across a snapshot of my answer to a quiz question and laughed so hard 😀 I am going to put a sketch first for a little justification xD
You agree right? We’ve had tough lives, and with part-time jobs added to that, imagine the level of tiredness.. With that tiredness in mind, maybe you agree with me when I say that it was okay to write ‘slut’ in my quiz 😀 😀
Are you a born writer? Were you put on earth to be a painter, a scientist, an apostle of peace? In the end the question can only be answered by action.
Do it or don’t do it.
It may help to think of it this way. If you were meant to cure cancer or write a symphony or crack cold fusion and you don’t do it, you not only hurt yourself, even destroy yourself. You hurt your children. You hurt me. You hurt the planet.
You shame the angels who watch over you and you spite the Almighty, who created you and only you with your unique gifts, for the sole purpose of nudging the human race one millimeter farther along its path back to God.
Creative work is not a selfish act or a bid for attention on the part of the actor. It’s a gift to the world and every being in it. Don’t cheat us of your contribution. Give us what you’ve got.
– Steven Pressfield, The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks & Win Your Inner Creative Battles