I do not think of myself as a ‘writer’ but I do write.
A storyteller. That is all.
When the weight of your message through your project, art, performance, or words outweighs your desire and need to share as compared with the need for the world and universe to receive it, the enterprise takes a life of its own.
My stumbling upon books/articles is always serendipitous and not borne out of a conscious looking. I feel “saved” when I come across Universe’s Windfall/ God’s Grace through another’s words that clarify and illuminate, lift and align, and provide dovetail integration out of the madness in the cosmos of my spirit. So much so that my deepest wish becomes to pass on the anchor as quickly as possible to another, fully aware that maybe this is not the time for another to ‘get it’, for “the teacher appears when the student is ready,” but at least it is out there…like a light house in the ocean: you don’t have to stop on the shore if you don’t need to…but the light is there.
I am not a technologically savvy individual. Actually, I am as excited as I am petrified (mostly because I can barely keep up!) by how fast technology is advancing! My means of sharing intellectual nourishment embodied in the form of essays, articles, and excerpts, including my own writings, used to be via personal email— recipients belonged to “The List” (yes, I know, very original). They responded if they so choose; they read when or if they wanted. Upon the recommendation of close friends and family I decided to use this space here as another medium to share.
I write a post titled “Still Sundays” on Sundays (which I have done long before I had this website) and share fiction on Tuesdays (“Fluck Tuesdays” and “Tuesday’s Torrent” are short fiction pieces which I wrote from March 2010 to March of 2011 every single Tuesday) to clear “creative clutter” as I continue to finish my main writing project, the work-in-progress manuscript of the first novel. I will continue to share fiction on Tuesdays albeit not weekly since fiction is demanding and I am no longer “just writing” as I was for a year and a half.
The category Nectar of the Ordinary™ is my collection of non-fiction stories that redefine “extraordinary.” I have only shared a few online. In my experiences one doesn’t have to look as far as celebrities to encounter phenomenal, unique, and unprecedented. I am indebted to all those who choose to share their utmost personal rhythms with me. The examined life is my tribute to Socrates’ infamous aphorism, “an unexamined life is not worth living,” where you will find some of my own writings which do not necessarily belong in any of my would-be completed manuscripts/”writing projects.” This section also has others’ articles that serve as gourmet food for thought, additional garnish for reflection. The category On Writing has my essays on the joy and angst (mostly angst) of this craft called writing. There I also share other authors’ words and thoughts on the process of writing.
In the Vault you will find art, photography, videos, others’ articles reflective of my eclectic nature and taste. Furthermore, it also serves as my repository of writings from the last decade or even longer or any material that doesn’t per se belong in the rest of my “writing portfolio” which is this website. And neither, in the words of Sy Safransky, “seek refuge in some glorified ideal of the ‘literary life.’”
I am in perpetual awe of synchronicity.
I am a collector of serendipitous moments which demand a lucid interval in a stream of consciousness called life.
~ a.q.s.
People travel to wonder at the height of the mountains,
at the huge waves of the seas, at the long course of the rivers,
at the vast compass of the ocean,
at the circular motion of the stars,
and yet they pass by themselves without wondering.
~ St. Augustine