Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Behind my pen and paper

I admire people who can write.
I also admire myself that I can write.

Writing is really not my passion. I read a lot but I never write. I envy people who know the act of writing. Every morning you can spot me on my favorite couch reading newspapers (CDN and Sun Star) with my coffee. After reading all the news, I salute them for their abilities in writing skills. Perhaps you are wondering why I’m taking Mass Com. I love in the media industry. I love to be part of it but I think I will not survive. It’s not that I heard a lot of media killings everywhere. That Philippines is next to Iraq that most of the journalists are being killed. If I’m not really meant for that industry, then fine! Besides, I don’t gamble my life. There’s so much things that I can do. But if you love the craft then why not grab it.

One of my dreams in my life is to be an editor-in-chief of a lifestyle magazine. Isn’t it wonderful? Guess what? I don’t have what it takes to be one. Why not? I still have time maybe it’s not yet too late. Honestly, sometimes I don’t believe in my competence, that’s why I hate myself sometimes. People always don’t trust my capabilities, which why I treat myself as a shithead. I’m also afraid that one day I will end up jobless. But I believe that there’s really something out there for me. As of now, still practicing to write. I don’t know if people find my blog boring or if they able to catch me or what or maybe no sense at all! Never did I imagine that I can write. I thought it was hard. I thought brilliant minds can only write. What good about writhing is you can voice out what’s on you mind, people have emotions that’s why the express it and the reaction between you and the reader.

Isn’t it nice when someone will find your blog readable?
Doesn’t make sense to you at all?

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