It is not a notion.
It just is.
You are.
So, I do.
You leave.
And, I do.
You shift.
Again, I do.
You hurt.
More than ever, I do
You sigh.
I do.
You approach.
Of course, I do.
You oppose.
I still do.
You exist.
So, I do too.
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It happens when I least expect it
I know, such a cliché
Suddenly the events, the thoughts, the feelings, converge
And, I’m writing them
Scribbling them
Pondering them
Why would I write this
Why would I read this
Why would I
Why would I
Why would I
Without an answer, I carry on
There are twists
And reflections
There is more to say
And more to say
Today I wrote a poem
I don’t why
Two square shapes
On one rectangle
Their sides rectangles too.
She reaches out
With her cylinders
And lifts an angle.
Her big circle stills
Her small circles
Rest on the squares.
Repeat.
She puts the sphere
Together
As though it could be taken apart.
Put together
Taken apart
Put together.
All that is left is to
Choose the colour.
This moment is hers
I pause
And this is my reward.
~Anonymous
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If destiny is predetermined, then perhaps I have always been a writer, with skills and passion lying in wait, building on personal experiences that would define that destiny. Although, it is equally possible that I might never have been a writer. Last night, I was reminded that there are a few chance occasions that have accidentally led me to this place.
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The first was an event of outrage, which I was compelled to place squarely on the shoulders of a Letter-to-the-Editor. As I say in my bio, engineers are not expected to be able to write, and I are an engineer, as the saying goes. I never thought about writing, despite my way with words being my most valued asset while I was practising.
That letter started a habit and that habit grew into writing opinion pieces for the Hamilton Spectator. Most of these are now in archives, but one still lingers to remind me of my roots: The Balancing Acts of Motherhood.
The second was an event of irony. I tried to negotiate my way out of a Computer Science course, which is required for my program of study (CultureNet at Capilano University), but the Registrar refused so I had to “suffer” through. The irony: That course provided me with a set of invaluable skills in a number of unexpected ways. It was also the impetus for this blog.
Way back in May of 2011, when I posted my introductory “Hello world!” as is the tradition in the World Wide Web, I expected just to let the blog die along with the close of the course. I wrote about what I knew, namely parenthood, about what I was learning, mostly topics in sociology, and eventually about what I love, always concepts in social and environmental sustainability. It would seem that my blog didn’t die, and it won’t anytime soon.
A year after relocating to Metro Vancouver, I was coming down from that initial high of moving to a new city (and frankly not looking forward to returning to classes in September). At the time, I was still juggling “littles” and school was my only prospect “outside of the home.”
When the ad for writers to craft online content for a national campaign appeared, a door opened, angels sang, my heart stopped, I saw a light at the end of the tunnel, in short, every promising cliché nodded smugly and said: See? Told you.
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I have only been calling myself a writer in recent months. The persona still fits more like a cardigan than a second skin and it has a long way to go before I’ll claim it with confidence, but like any labour of love, it is 110% worth the sacrifice.
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