{"id":3112,"date":"2015-11-20T06:07:56","date_gmt":"2015-11-20T06:07:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/?p=3112"},"modified":"2015-11-20T06:07:56","modified_gmt":"2015-11-20T06:07:56","slug":"co-working-at-wilmar-entreprises-to-write-the-sequels","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2015\/11\/co-working-at-wilmar-entreprises-to-write-the-sequels\/","title":{"rendered":"Co Working at Wilmar Entreprises to write the sequels"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\"Wilmar<\/a>I find it really really strange that the co-working office that I chose resembles fictional Wilmar Entreprises completely. I have to exchange my ID for a security pass to enter the sliding glass gate. After that, I have to tap my card on the electronic reader to go to the office floor. I am greeted by the 180 degree view of the skyline. Little rats are stuck in their cubicles in small cramped spaces. Fortunately, I have a corner desk to my own and no one is around my radius as the place I chose to set my laptop on is an open concept working area partitioned by a wooden screen. I can check in and out anytime, and stop my co working plan at a month notice. There is no commitment and if I see fit, I could fly to an island next month to write in solitude.<\/p>\n

I am looking at my earlier half completed writing projects. I was simply mind blown at the things I wrote when I was so confused about my identity. OH GOSH. It’s very promising. I just have to rework them a little here and there, and I can’t believe I was so sick in the head. I had toned down over time, but oh boy the content of what I wrote in the past is much more controversial than now. The pictures that I pasted into the writing templates are no different from what I still do look at today. There is lots of pictures with rope and women. The rest is your imagination…<\/p>\n

After much contemplation, I had decided to rework my old short stories and poetry and publish them over the next few months in ebook formats. I want to immortalise them forever. But they are in need of serious editing as I wrote them when I was in my teenage years. The rawness of the words makes me feel so connected to what I had lost over the years as I tried to “fit” into society to feel “belonged”. But no one person is the same as the other, and humans conform to protect themselves. I have to accept and reintegrate my uniqueness as part of me again, to be a better artist for the world.<\/p>\n

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I find it really really strange that the co-working office that I chose resembles fictional Wilmar Entreprises completely. I have to exchange my ID for a security pass to enter the sliding glass gate. After that, I have to tap my card on the electronic reader to go to the office floor. I am greeted […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n