Catching up

This is rather more like filling you in.

I don’t really know what to say. I have such a lot to say, so many things happened but does it matter to you, my readers? No one contacted me to hear how I’m doing during my absence or to hear how far I was with my research or thesis. So, I guess that what I post does not really matter or make a difference to anyone. It nothing more than a curiosity.

And you know what? That’s fine. In the end this blog exists for two reasons and two reasons only: (1) to express myself through writing and (2) for others to learn and grow from Eleazar’s Writing Space’s content whether it be my own work or someone else’s.

I would love to develop friendships in the WordPress community which I realise takes time and effort (to come out of my shell). But we’ll see how it goes. The best friendships are forged over a long period of time. The Lord will guide.

So, I’m back and hope that Eleazar’s Writing Space will inspire you, challenge you to do some introspection and give you some understanding on how and why some people you might know act or react the way they do. I also hope that it will bring a smile to your face and even make you chuckle.

I have a lot going on in my life right now (don’t we all?) so posting will be limited to one post a week and hopefully increase as time passes. I have a lot of writing assignments to submit which I will tell you about later. It does feel good to be back!

¬°Hasta la vista!



Winds of Change: Day 75

This post’s entry follows up on Dare to Chair and documents events and thoughts that took place yesterday, 20 November 2013.

My boss told me today that my colleagues (#1 and #2) will not be recording with me anymore. Colleague #1 had spoken to her earlier this morning expressing her unwillingness to do the podcast series. She just couldn’t identify with character. Colleague #2 will be out of office for three weeks as she attends a conference. So, my boss thought it best to tell me now that since the podcast series is aimed at a particular demographic group, it would be best to get people from that group to replace my colleagues.

I wasn’t angry nor was I surprised. I expected this happen. No, I wanted this to happen because colleague #1 told me two weeks ago that our boss was planning on replacing them. I even brought her up to speed on Monday to nudge her to confess her plans.

My colleagues are upset and relieved. They are upset because she took so long to officially tell us that their voices won’t be needed anymore and angry because she took so long and wasted our time. I was upset because she had the opportunity to tell me that I shouldn’t record more than one episode a day when I handed her the tentative recording schedule. Instead she told colleague #1 today and me when I saw her earlier. My colleagues said that that is how she is. She won’t tell you her grievance to your face. Instead she’ll go behind your back and tell your colleagues.

I’m also glad that she informed me about the change in plans; now, I can go to my aunt’s funeral tomorrow which I comtemplated not doing to meet Friday’s deadline.

We had a great laugh at how stressed out and angry we were. Colleague #2 told me that the situation angered her, not me, and that I don’t know her looks.

All I have to do now is:

  1. talk to my boss about the renumeration of the two new actors.
  2. audition people from work that speak English with the same accent as our target group.
  3. draw up a schedule that includes rehearsal and recording times.
  4. follow the schedule strictly.
  5. teach the actors what I know about acting.

The rest of the day I distilled the portions of Born to Blog that impressed me to their essence. I also began reading an article for my literature review. Where my natural Born to Blog blogging skill fits into the skills and personality traits I had previously identified was a subject I also contemplated. I’m satisfied with the Myers-Briggs Type writing style assignment that was done yesterday. It gives me a fuller picture of myself. Ultimately, we are many things to many people as we reveal different dimensions of ourselves to them. At the end of the day, I have to admit that only being a guardian or ISTJ is not fun. To see myself as only being an ISTJ is like seeing a dead person. There is little fun and not much creativity involved in being an ISTJ. I’m more than that as my blogs reveal. And no, I don’t suffer from multiple personality disorder either. C’est la vie.

Winds of Change: Day 74

Born to Blog

I just finished Born to Blog. I skipped about five chapters that are irrelevant at this moment since I’m a personal blogger and not a business blogger.

What I learned from the book was that Eleazar’s Writing Space (EWS) is a mixture of the three main blogging types: accountability, introspective and sharing. It’s an accountability blog because of the Winds of Change thread; introspective because some of the content of the Winds of Change thread is of that nature as is the contents of the Ramble thread. I also shared poetry and videos on here.

I took their Blogging Skills Test and discovered that I’m more of a teacher. When I came to the teacher skill part of the test, I was elated because I could actually answer all the questions with certainty as opposed to the hesitancy I felt when I answered the dreamer, persuader and curator blogging personality types. I scored 5 on the storyteller blogging personality type. I don’t know why because I like telling stories.

Now, I need feed back from you, dear reader. Which blogging personality do you think I have? Am I more of a dreamer, someone who dreams about the future and what could be? A persuader who does his best to win people over to his point of view or to buy his product? A curator who carefully collects information, photographs, videos, quotes, and other art for display and teaching purposes? Or am I a storyteller?

Feedback on Podacst

After posting Dare to Chair this afternoon, I checked my work e-mail account for new e-mails and saw that my boss and the scriptwriter gave feedback on programme 5 of the podcast series. They were satisfied with my acting but not with my colleagues’. They said that my colleagues sounded like they were reading (which they were) and that colleague #2 spoke too fast. The scriptwriter made some other comments which I didn’t read because I was about to leave work. I sent my two colleagues the e-mail which was only read by colleague #1. They were sad about the review. Being as upset as I was I just couldn’t resist saying, “I told you so.” They did not listen to me when told them on every time we recorded to practice together or at least just read through the script before we record. Their attitude shows in the quality of their work.

I was upset the whole evening and in a flat spin of sorts (sorry for the slang). A car goes into a flat spin when it hits an oil slick in the road. The car literally spins uncontrollably. That is how my thoughts were tonight as I read and processed the book I was reading. Simply put, I was looking for a place for poetry in my life and to see where EWS is going. I have to think some more.

Withdrawal Symptoms

Google Image Search has been tempting me to do gender segregated searches like “man+plume” or “hippy+chick”. I resisted the temptation and the moment passed. (Thank God!)

A lab report

I learned today that our cultures in lab are basically dead because one of the culturing components was of poor quality. So the student who has been feeding our cultures had to start a new one from freezer stocks. This sets us back another month since it takes that long under favourable circumstances to get the needed number of cultures to do an experiment.

All of these disappoints led me to binge on the sweets a little. I over did the sugary treats just a bit today. Tomorrow is another day though.

I pray that God will help me sort things out and show me the way forward. He did promise to do this, didn’t He?

Winds of Change: Day 13

Yesterday was a terrible day. I think I experienced the “depression” part of the withdrawal symptoms. We had an emotionally charged situation at work due to miscommunication between the two third parties involved. The situation was resolved, the air cleared, but the sadness remained. I felt like I betrayed my colleague by listening to a colleague of ours to take the situation directly to our boss without consulting the implicated colleague, who was away on business, first. I didn’t like the advice, but because I don’t trust my judgement in such situations, I followed the advice. The implicated colleague was hurt and I was scared that she would think that I had ill-intentions.¬† I was sad for most of the day. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I asked God to help me write a poem and A Tale of Destruction was born.

The day wore on. It was on my way home that the events in Character occurred. When I got home, I prayed and wrote the poem. I was happy and I still am.

My confidence was very low yesterday. I think it’s a result of the withdrawal symptoms. Some guys report having mood swings. They feel on top of the world one day and the next like a piece of trash stuck in a gutter. I had some sexual thoughts throughout the day as well, but did my best not to dwell on them.

A friend of mine whom I only correspond with via e-mail, we have no other interaction, wanted me to call him last night. It was actually my suggestion because I’m doing such a lot of writing and editing at the moment. I was tired of writing that day when I made the suggestion. He didn’t understand that I can only Skype while at work since we don’t have internet at home. He didn’t respond when I restated this fact. I don’t want to lose his friendship though. I hate the uncertainty of not knowing where you stand with people.

Other than that not much else is going on though other than trying to meet deadlines and cleaning my plate, so to speak.