Monday, September 19, 2011

School Daze

Hey folks!

Sorry about the brief interruption.  School's been hectic.  I've been picking classes, getting settled into my room, making sure my credits from last year transfer and that I'm on track to complete my major on time so that I can graduate in the spring.  Now that that's all taken care of, I can make my rounds and start commenting on your fabulous blogs and (I hope) start posting on a more regular schedule.

It's strange being back.  Last night as I was looking over photos from the Beijing trip, it almost felt as though I was looking at someone else's adventure.  My little college in Connecticut is not only thousands of miles away from Asia, it's several cultural arenas away as well.  The skills that I learned while traveling are definitely applicable in the routine of a college life, but they are in the background, like the hand that manipulates the marionette.  For one thing, I'm speaking Chinese way less, but weirdly, when I'm in Chinese class, my brain barely relates the fact that my professor isn't speaking English.

I miss writing.  My work in progress is on the hard drive on my other computer, my old Dell that overheats and shuts down without warning.  I've been thinking of how to bring all the loose ends together, and I was discussing this with another writer friend of mine, who's in the middle of his own projects.

"Do you know how it ends?" he asked me.

I told him that I did.

"Then write it down," he said.  He told me that if I have the ending written down, it'll help for my next episode of writer's block, because I'll know where my novel is going.

So, the next time I get a hold of my work in progress, I'm pounding out that ending.

Also:  I'm turning 22 on Thursday.  I'm OLD.


  1. Gah I'm 22. Don't make me feel old when I still have to go through my birthday in two months!! But I no longer celebrate a number on my birthday, I celebrate the anniversary of my 21st birthday. Makes that number go waaaaay down.

  2. 22? /scoffs. I'm 40. But even I being 18-years older than you do not consider myself old.

    I think that time is an interesting thing. It's all distance as measured by our planet's travel around the sun. On Neptune, a year lasts something like 300+ earth years. So if we had been born there and it had been habitable, we would all be less than a year old.

    My point is that I don't think a person's life whether they are 22 or 40 or 80 should ever be about the years and the wrinkles. They should be about living life well. You live your life extremely well. As long as you continue to do so, you will remain as young as sunshine.

  3. you are doing marvelously well, keep dreaming, keep writing!