Many a times have I found my self staring at the computer screen and wanting to write something for my blog. So many things have already happened since I last posted something. So many thoughts have bounced around the ever expanding borders of my mind. So many words have gone unwritten.
It seems I am at a loss for words. And I can't write even a single decent paragraph.
Then I was suddenly dragged to a not so distant past. It was during my final summer term in college, when I had as one of my subjects something call EL 33 (English Language 33). The course is technically termed “Advanced Writing.” And my teacher was an old woman.
I thought she was so uncool. I was so occupied with wishful thinking I had a different teacher – somebody younger who can dance with the class's beat, that I never saw how good her ways were.
We spent a lot of time watching movies, listening to music, singing and reading; we seldom write. Her principle was simple:
Read, read, read (or watch movies and listen to music) a lot. Write a little.
I'm taking her advice and do a lot of reading. And I have realized there are a lot of good stuffs in books and life may be too short to enjoy all of them.
1 comment:
wow...that's something..
gimme some books to read paul..i need to feed my mind...=)
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