Write = Talk
During one of my stints event managing, i was asked to be a producer/adviser to an Art contest anniversary AVP. The gig had me going to one of the only truly modern houses in the country. I was thinking of adding photos, but then again, we like keeping identities secret.
Anyway, the owner of the house is a prominent writer and member of Manila's social circle. I was amazed: here i was gawking at the very nice house of a writer. Of course, my first internal question was: "How can you be so rich if you write for a living???" Wisely, i didn't say a word about this supposed conflict of interest.
The owner warmed up after a few minutes, and began to talk earnestly. About every subject imaginable. During lulls in the video shoot (i was the producer/host no, i don't appear in the final version), we would fall into a lingering conversation about life and its infinite permutations.
She was indefatigable. Then again, maybe all writers are, as a rule. They talk as much as they write. The enormous store of information hidden in their brain is an avalanche waiting to happen. Even a simple, casual greet such as "how's the weather?" will evoke discussions of aristotelian proportions.
No, it's nothing bad. It's probably a cause-and-effect thing. You want to acquire knowledge, you share knowledge. End result - you become a two-way conduit of facts, opinions, and all.
Anyway, the owner of the house is a prominent writer and member of Manila's social circle. I was amazed: here i was gawking at the very nice house of a writer. Of course, my first internal question was: "How can you be so rich if you write for a living???" Wisely, i didn't say a word about this supposed conflict of interest.
The owner warmed up after a few minutes, and began to talk earnestly. About every subject imaginable. During lulls in the video shoot (i was the producer/host no, i don't appear in the final version), we would fall into a lingering conversation about life and its infinite permutations.
She was indefatigable. Then again, maybe all writers are, as a rule. They talk as much as they write. The enormous store of information hidden in their brain is an avalanche waiting to happen. Even a simple, casual greet such as "how's the weather?" will evoke discussions of aristotelian proportions.
No, it's nothing bad. It's probably a cause-and-effect thing. You want to acquire knowledge, you share knowledge. End result - you become a two-way conduit of facts, opinions, and all.
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