It is 3 A.M. I am about to turn off my computer when I just decided to check on inquirer.net and update myself on the typhoon now about to slam Catanduanes Province (cheerfully taking note of where the surf's up and how surfers are all over the eastern side of the country now). Suddenly, one single line at the bottom of the page captured my attention "Sci Fi Novelist Dares Filipino Writers To Dream." In the same article, he was quoted to have said "what separates men from boys and women from girls is the determination to finish those which they have started. Aspiring writers can have hundreds of ideas in their minds but unless they learn how to end it, these brilliant ideas will just be put to waste."
How could Neil Gaiman inspire and admonish me all at the same time? Capture my thoughts exactly, put it into words, and leave me with a bitter after taste?
Final exams are due in about a week's time. But, I sit here in my room at this time of the day facing my computer, wandering aimlessly in the net, listening to Bob Marley and everything is a blur. I don't know how to feel or what to do. Piles of books, reading materials, problem sets, notes are by my side waiting to be read. It has been a week since our reading week started. It's Saturday now and I have not even gone past the first chapter of my first module (of which I have four).
This all started with a dream - to change society, to improve the lot of the common people. I felt that a master's degree is what I need to fully serve what I thought was my mission in life. But, like those who dared to dream, I am now caught in the struggle of getting there, of actually making it happen as Gaiman so honestly pointed out. Part of that everyday existence is, of course, passing exams, reading books.
But, how to end this, eludes me. How to finish it remains to be a challenge and the key. Maybe it's just the sheer magnitude of it all.
Regardless, I better get some sleep now. Time to make things happen.
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