Wednesdays are rough. Newspaper production for the news section is on Tuesday nights, which quickly turn into Wednesday mornings at 3:30 a.m. standing outside my dorm wondering where in the world my keys are.
How much more inconvenient does it get, by the way, than not being able to get into your room at 3:30 in the morning?
Still, I managed to get out of bed in time for a shower before class this morning, a little blessing that I appreciate. Unfortunately, taking a shower meant sacrificing a morning cup of coffee, so class was a doozy. Talking about the continuum of Christ and culture on four hours of sleep isn't exactly riveting discussion.
I've been looking forward to this afternoon all week because I have the time to do what I want - that is, I can get things done. So I'm writing something here instead.
Off to do an interview. Back to work.
I may keep this blog only because its the best possible procrastination tool I know.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Bloggy blog.
First off, I don't do blogs and, despite my best efforts, I rarely keep a journal. But the more I think about it, the more I realize how many great stories I have, stories that are worth retelling in my own words. [Note: You may not want to read them, but that does not make them any less worth retelling.]
This idea of stories got me thinking (which is actually another term for procrastinating). Merriam-Webster defines "story" as "an account of incidents or events, a statement regarding the facts pertinent to a situation in question." However, an "author" is "one that originates or creates."
How can you originate or create, but still give a true account of incidents or events? Where's the balance?
From where I'm sitting, standing, living, sleeping, writing, there is a balance. I'm still not sure, but I'm going to find it.
This is my account of the stories of my life - good, bad, beautiful, and just plain boring. I don't live exorbitantly; I work two jobs, but I love them both. I don't live extraordinarily; I'm a student who works harder than necessary and often pays the price of exhaustion as a result. I don't live extravagantly; I'm struggling to find the answers to many of my questions.
Here's to questions without answers.
I want to make this work. This is going to be the time that I succeed in keeping this blog alive.
This idea of stories got me thinking (which is actually another term for procrastinating). Merriam-Webster defines "story" as "an account of incidents or events, a statement regarding the facts pertinent to a situation in question." However, an "author" is "one that originates or creates."
How can you originate or create, but still give a true account of incidents or events? Where's the balance?
From where I'm sitting, standing, living, sleeping, writing, there is a balance. I'm still not sure, but I'm going to find it.
This is my account of the stories of my life - good, bad, beautiful, and just plain boring. I don't live exorbitantly; I work two jobs, but I love them both. I don't live extraordinarily; I'm a student who works harder than necessary and often pays the price of exhaustion as a result. I don't live extravagantly; I'm struggling to find the answers to many of my questions.
Here's to questions without answers.
I want to make this work. This is going to be the time that I succeed in keeping this blog alive.
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