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two days ago i offically finished a project I had been working on.
It was a birthday gift for my bestfriend. She asked me if I could write something for her, nothing specific. Okay, she did say that she wants it to be something about her.
when she asked, i fought hard telling her that i am incapable of doing so. i am a pessimist or i just doubt my writing skills, even though a bunch of people seems to think I am good at it. Part of the hesitation is the knowledge that I haven't written anything in awhile.
but considering that it was for her birthday, so i caved. so for the next 2 weeks after she asked, i badgered myself to come up with an idea. surprisingly enough i came up with two. so i mulled over it, weighing, trying to iron the details.
procrastinator as i have always been, i did not work on it right away. honestly i tried, but when i try to write it off it always came off wrong. or maybe i was just too critical about it.
i did manage to get the job done. burned the midnight candle. i work best when i am trying to beat a deadline. i sent it to her on the day of her birthday.
her feedback was something i did not expect. i knew she would appreciate it but her reaction was something... here is an excerpt:
"i hate you. you made me cry on my freaking birthday! hehehe...here i am in an internet cafe, trying to hold back tears so as not to alarm the people beside me.
this is one of the most precious gifts i have ever received. not only because of the effort but because of the fact that you placed on record what has been intangible between us. i've always believed that putting things into writing lends a certain transcendence and a level of intensity more than anything else."
it brought me to tears. yeah I am like that. so as physically, emotionally and mentally drained as i was, i feel like i accomplished something. hopefully this would re-awaken my creative writing skills.
It was a birthday gift for my bestfriend. She asked me if I could write something for her, nothing specific. Okay, she did say that she wants it to be something about her.
when she asked, i fought hard telling her that i am incapable of doing so. i am a pessimist or i just doubt my writing skills, even though a bunch of people seems to think I am good at it. Part of the hesitation is the knowledge that I haven't written anything in awhile.
but considering that it was for her birthday, so i caved. so for the next 2 weeks after she asked, i badgered myself to come up with an idea. surprisingly enough i came up with two. so i mulled over it, weighing, trying to iron the details.
procrastinator as i have always been, i did not work on it right away. honestly i tried, but when i try to write it off it always came off wrong. or maybe i was just too critical about it.
i did manage to get the job done. burned the midnight candle. i work best when i am trying to beat a deadline. i sent it to her on the day of her birthday.
her feedback was something i did not expect. i knew she would appreciate it but her reaction was something... here is an excerpt:
"i hate you. you made me cry on my freaking birthday! hehehe...here i am in an internet cafe, trying to hold back tears so as not to alarm the people beside me.
this is one of the most precious gifts i have ever received. not only because of the effort but because of the fact that you placed on record what has been intangible between us. i've always believed that putting things into writing lends a certain transcendence and a level of intensity more than anything else."
it brought me to tears. yeah I am like that. so as physically, emotionally and mentally drained as i was, i feel like i accomplished something. hopefully this would re-awaken my creative writing skills.