The thoughts, ideas and writings of an introverted woman in this extroverted world. Updated every Sunday!
In the first part of this multi-part series, I reviewed not only what the love languages were; I also showcased my love languages and explained why I think I received the results I did. In this part, I wanted to answer a question that arose due to Dr. Gary Chapman’s own explanation. As explained by…
Let’s jump right in–I am fascinated by the concept of love languages. They’re not just applicable to romantic relationships–oh, no. Everyone you know and meet has a set order of preferences to their languages. And if you can be perceptive enough to learn what that order is, you’ve possibly earned the faith of a family…
When you’re consumed by a new concept, don’t be surprised when you hear about that concept from the least likely of sources. For me, that concept was being self-aware. The source? My job. Last week, I attended a lecture in which one of my department’s leaders was the speaker. I wasn’t sure what the lecture…
Let me preface this post by saying, I adore a good folktale. From the timeless Aesop’s Fables to the sinister Grimm’s Fairy Tales, to stories passed on in countries around the world, I’ve always been fascinated by their style and their structure. There’s something both lovely and intrinsic about how beneath a simple, seemingly straightforward…
Writing is a lot of things. Everyone has a different relationship with writing; I hardly hear a middle ground when the question of “Do you like to write?” pops up. This blog post is an ode to writing and what it has meant to me throughout my life. Writing Is… Fun When I was ten…
Any writer’s who’s a real writer will feel the pain of sitting at their desk, their brain pumping and flowing with ideas — when suddenly, to their absolute horror, they don’t remember how to get any of it out on paper. It is the dreaded writer’s block, the scourge of the Seven Pens (heh —…
Last night, I couldn’t sleep. My taekwondo instructor had asked earlier in the day if I could help him teach at a secondary school he had recently opened. A colleague whom he had also met last year — I will call him DD — had unfortunately not worked out, and my instructor needed me and…