a place for us

After days of hectic lifestyle. It felt so comfortable and embraced when I sat in my office and bed room again. Sometime I just like a little space for myself. There, I click on the Bridge to Terabithia OST again. The songs log me into the reminiscent of Leslie. I love this character very much to the point where I wonder if she never gone or she could stay a little longer. What the world will be? What the world of Jesse will be? But I’m sure there will be no Bridge to Terabithia. I believe every little child would have a Terabithia of their own. Just that our adult soul could possibly lost its way back again. I trying to find my way back also. There are so many good things I’ve lost and am beating every odd to earn for it again. It is so true that we should never forget where we came from. Referring to our identity of how we run miles and miles in the land of hope and imagination. Where I am certain if we continue to run that way there will be unlimited possibility. Just keep our mind wide open.

A interview ask Katherine Paterson,

“What would be your "words of wisdom" to a person who wants to write, but is paralyzed by failure? What advice would you give people starting out?”

As I have decided to embark into a new journey lately. Katherine has an answer to encourage me. Also, I think this is so true if we ever begin a new journey.

“When a teacher (still a dear friend) of mine in graduate school suggested I ought to be a writer, I was appalled. "I don't want to add another mediocre writer to the world," I said. She helped me (it took years of nudging) to understand that if I wasn't willing to risk mediocrity, I would never accomplish anything. There are simply no guarantees. It takes courage to lay your insides out for people to examine and sneer over. But that's the only way to give what is your unique gift to the world. I have often noted that it takes the thinnest skin in the world to be a writer; it takes the thickest to seek out publication. But both are needed—the extreme sensitivity and the hippo hide against criticism. Send your inner critic off on vacation and just write the way little children play. You can't be judge and creator at the same time.” - Katherine Paterson