It's going to be a long five-hour ride; it would take a couple of hours more if I rode an ordinary bus.
Thankfully, there is now what they call Victory Liner de-luxe, non-stop, with a comfort room, TV, a stewardess who serves free snacks, and free wi-fi. For a few additional bucks—much cheaper than going by car—this ride will afford you time to go through a gamut of activities and still relax a spent body and mind.
I am actually looking forward to it—the bus ride, not Baguio (this deserves another post). I know exactly what to do with five hours—some crosswords, some net surfing, some snoozing, some eating, some sightseeing, some reflecting, some Nook reading, and some editing.
Yes, editing. Self editing.
I have recently finished a book on "singlehood" (if you need to know more, please leave a comment or e-mail me) which I am about to discuss with my publisher. Before I could have the nerve to do that, the manuscript has to go through some more tweaking and twisting.
I'll need a lot of grace to wade through 20,000 words or so, and to make sure each one is in place. The hardest part of being a writer is when you try to put yourself in the shoes of the reader and hear a question in your mind:
"What do you mean by this word/sentence/paragraph, Grace?"
I believe that the first responsibility of a writer (before he can even begin to inspire, encourage, or excite) is to make herself understood.
So do you understand me this far?
I hope you do, because I am about to upload this blog, log out, and run to the bus station.
And oh, please help me pray for traveling mercies.
Yes, editing. Self editing.
I have recently finished a book on "singlehood" (if you need to know more, please leave a comment or e-mail me) which I am about to discuss with my publisher. Before I could have the nerve to do that, the manuscript has to go through some more tweaking and twisting.
I'll need a lot of grace to wade through 20,000 words or so, and to make sure each one is in place. The hardest part of being a writer is when you try to put yourself in the shoes of the reader and hear a question in your mind:
"What do you mean by this word/sentence/paragraph, Grace?"
I believe that the first responsibility of a writer (before he can even begin to inspire, encourage, or excite) is to make herself understood.
So do you understand me this far?
I hope you do, because I am about to upload this blog, log out, and run to the bus station.
And oh, please help me pray for traveling mercies.
Wow, that's nice, travelling to Baguio without much personal hassle. Have a great time! Congrats too on the new book. That was really fast.
ReplyDeleteGoing back to Manila after the morning service. Had a restful trip. Will ride the same deluxe bus so I could go to the toilet as often as I need to. Hahaha!
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