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Minutiae of my every day since 2004.
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The Bienvenido N. Santos Creative Writing Center (BNSCWC) is pleased to announce the ten writer-doctors who have been selected as fellows of the Fifth La Salle National Creative NonFiction Writers’ Workshop for Health Care Professionals & Medical Interns to be held online from October 30 to November 28, 2024:
Allene P. Allanigue
Victor J. S. Baron
Angelica G. Espejo
Myra G. Gahid
Ian Leoj M. Gumban
Christi Annah V. Hipona
Leonard D. Javier
Anthony Q. Rabang
Adrian Emmanuel D. Teves
Frederic Ivan L. Ting
This Workshop is part of the BNSCWC’s efforts to boost collaborations and critical-creative exchanges between scientists and artists; to train health care professionals in the art of life-writing; and to give value to the stories written by health care professionals in caring for our people and in building the nation.
The hybrid workshop shall consist of eight synchronous sessions on Wednesday and Thursday evenings (6:00 p.m.-9:00 p.m. via Zoom) across four weeks. Part I, from October 30-31, 2024 will consist of lecture-discussions on the Art of Writing and Close-Reading Creative Nonfiction. Part II, from Nov. 20-Nov. 28, will consist of workshop discussions on the fellows’ submitted creative work. The culminating program on Nov. 29, 2024 will be held onsite at De La Salle University.
For more information, please email bnscwc@dlsu.edu.ph.
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I showed some young visitors from church—young, meaning people in their "twenties"—my small typewriter collection. For Abby, a teacher, it was her first time to play with a typewriter. It fascinated her. Leklek, an engineer, said she saw some typewriters before. Jai, also a teacher, said it reminded her of old government officers—barangay halls, for instance, where typewriters remain the mainstay of generating certificates and documents.
My ihado, Lance, once asked me, "Sulat mo 'ni, Ninong?" I gave him a typewritten note for his birthday. My message was about him honoring his mother and praying and reading his Bible every day. I said I wrote it with a Smith Corona; I would show the machine to him one day.
And I remember Hans and Haley, Pastor Henry's grandchildren, who rush to all corners of the house and notice everything. Our dog Paul is always delighted by their presence. These kids, too, love my typewriters.
They're amazing machines, manufactured many years ago, meant to be hammered and used every day. I hope I do them justice.
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Alastair Begg on the power of words:
Each of us is marked by memories of words spoken to us. Perhaps we reflect on the joy of a child's first words or still feel the bitterness of a friend's hurtful words. From our earliest days, we learn how to use words both to bring harm and to bring gladness. King Solomon was right: "Death and life are in the power of the tongue" (Proverbs 18:21).
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I discovered Lake Street Dive through their interview with David Remnick in the New Yorker Radio Hour. I'm a huge fan. My favorites: Hypotheticals, and Shame, Shame, Shame. They have such great song titles! Their songs make me so happy that I listen to them early in the morning on my way to work, or after-lunch commuting, or late night drives back home.
I’ve been playing out a lot of hypotheticals in my mind
I’ve been writing your name down next to mine
Been imagining all the things you and I could do oo oo
I’ve seen all the possibilities in my dreams
You’re alone when you should really be next to me
Baby, let’s not wait and see
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“We are a really small country and the portion of athletes is not the same as the US or UK, so to be able to get a gold medal is really big for us,” he said after. “I dedicate this to the Filipinos who supported me. I’m really grateful to them. I want to say thank you for watching and praying for me throughout the competition.”
And just beautiful journalism from the Philippine Daily Inquirer:
PARIS, France — Twice, Carlos Yulo let out a roar during the floor exercise finals of men’s gymnastics in the Paris Olympics.
The first came after he stuck a cold landing to cap his routine, a primal yell that let the world know he had done exactly what he had come to do late Saturday evening (Manila time)—produce an almost perfect run that would be the standard to beat for the title.
The second came when the judges agreed with him.
The wait that came after was tense, but it seemed only to prolong a forgone conclusion: Filipino greatness was on the global stage once again.
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So far, so good. That much I can say about 2024 as a year for reading.
I finished Norman Maclean's story, "A River Runs Through It," this morning. He wrote it when he was in his seventies. I learned about Norman through Kathryn Schulz's piece in The New Yorker.
. . . You can’t capture Maclean’s brilliance just by quoting him. Much of what he did best was architectural, and the strength of his writing often comes from the soundness of his structures, large and small. A beguiling setup leads to a punch line, or to a gut punch; the oomph of a sentence derives from how perfectly it caps or how swiftly it topples the ones that came before. My copies of his books are filled with underlinings that sometimes run for pages on end before terminating in an exclamation point.
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