It's not a feature, but I've posted a new column in the gallery at Intrepid Media. It is rather heartfelt and very personal, but I think it recounts something that I'm sure happens to a lot of people, perhaps not everyone.
I usually save such personal pieces, as in personal matters that I don't feel comfortable sharing with everyone, for my personal journal, but I think this particular experience is one I wanted to share and put out there, because I needed to.
Up until I finally sat down and poured my heart out for eyes other than mine, I felt really weighed down by the emotions I was wrestling and struggling with in order to deal with it all. Writing this piece has been incredibly therapeutic, and I feel better now that it's out there than I have felt since what I talk about in the column took place.
My favorite thing about this column is it being a testament to the power of writing as a means of therapy. I really enjoyed writing this one, truly. There is nothing quite like it, I think, to have a vocation or passion that can do that for you when nothing and no one else can.
I do hope you will mosey on over there and take a look at R-E-S-P-E-C-T. You don't know what it means to me.
Thank you for reading my blog, and hopefully, my work over at Intrepid!
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Olympians are so much cooler than me!
Ever since Friday night, the night the Winter Olympic games from Vancouver opened officially, I have done nothing productive beyond the things I have to do. It's kind of funny, because I find it ironic that in order to watch an event that is the ultimate tribute to physical excellence and dedication, I am doing nothing but sitting on my bum in front of the TV, feeling like a bit of a loser.
It's funny and it's kind of depressing. It's depressing, because whenever an event of recognition of this magnitude takes place, I can't help but feel a tinge of sadness at the fact that I have never had as much passion for anything as much as the athletes who pay with their sweat, tears, money, physical exertion and entire lives for one thing they love. Not to say that I don't have any passion or passions, I do, but it's not the kind of passion that prompts me to give up, say, my leisure time for it.
Of course, I recognize that not everyone, even the most dedicated of athletes, who practice everyday, can make it to the Olympics, but the point isn't so much the activities which these athletes have dedicated their lives to--I've never had an interest in being an athlete. What I am most affected and awed by is the dedication and total and complete commitment these extraordinary people possess, so much that they become role models and examples.
Imagine the hours upon hours one spends perfecting the same move, over and over again, for years and years. It's hard to keep at something this hard, especially when there is so much at stake, including health. It really makes you wonder how these people do it.
So, for this reason I watch and root for the best and feel awed by the skill and prowess of everyone competing in Vancouver, while reflecting on all the things I've done and do in my life, and thinking that my passions aren't so hot or urgent to give up what these people have given up and continue to give up to get to where they are.
On a lighter, less sentimental note: the Olympics are also inspiring in the sense that I always work out extra hard and feel more pumped up to get fit and do my best at whatever workout I am doing. Now, if I can just peel my eyes away from the TV, I think I will reap the benefits of such a motivational factor!
It's funny and it's kind of depressing. It's depressing, because whenever an event of recognition of this magnitude takes place, I can't help but feel a tinge of sadness at the fact that I have never had as much passion for anything as much as the athletes who pay with their sweat, tears, money, physical exertion and entire lives for one thing they love. Not to say that I don't have any passion or passions, I do, but it's not the kind of passion that prompts me to give up, say, my leisure time for it.
Of course, I recognize that not everyone, even the most dedicated of athletes, who practice everyday, can make it to the Olympics, but the point isn't so much the activities which these athletes have dedicated their lives to--I've never had an interest in being an athlete. What I am most affected and awed by is the dedication and total and complete commitment these extraordinary people possess, so much that they become role models and examples.
Imagine the hours upon hours one spends perfecting the same move, over and over again, for years and years. It's hard to keep at something this hard, especially when there is so much at stake, including health. It really makes you wonder how these people do it.
So, for this reason I watch and root for the best and feel awed by the skill and prowess of everyone competing in Vancouver, while reflecting on all the things I've done and do in my life, and thinking that my passions aren't so hot or urgent to give up what these people have given up and continue to give up to get to where they are.
On a lighter, less sentimental note: the Olympics are also inspiring in the sense that I always work out extra hard and feel more pumped up to get fit and do my best at whatever workout I am doing. Now, if I can just peel my eyes away from the TV, I think I will reap the benefits of such a motivational factor!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Long time, no feature!
Well, it doesn't happen as often as I'd like it to these days, but it has happened. A column I wrote after a very long hiatus from column writing has been featured at Intrepidmedia.com.
It is a simple declaration of my official acceptance of e-reading as an option alongside bound-book reading, and the title is oh so very cool: e-reader killed the bound book. Or so it thinks it did. It is the top feature through Monday, so if you want to see it at the top, you should make your way to the site no later than Sunday. Don't fret if you can't though, because you can always find it in the archives.
On a side note that has nothing to do with this bit of news, I wanted to announce a new blog I've started... actually, a blog I started a little while ago, but haven't quite gotten into just yet, but I plan to. It's called books 'n tomes and it's nothing more than me talking about the books I'm reading. I do hope you will add it to the list of blogs you'd visit every once in a while.
As always, thanks for reading!
It is a simple declaration of my official acceptance of e-reading as an option alongside bound-book reading, and the title is oh so very cool: e-reader killed the bound book. Or so it thinks it did. It is the top feature through Monday, so if you want to see it at the top, you should make your way to the site no later than Sunday. Don't fret if you can't though, because you can always find it in the archives.
On a side note that has nothing to do with this bit of news, I wanted to announce a new blog I've started... actually, a blog I started a little while ago, but haven't quite gotten into just yet, but I plan to. It's called books 'n tomes and it's nothing more than me talking about the books I'm reading. I do hope you will add it to the list of blogs you'd visit every once in a while.
As always, thanks for reading!
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