Iversity: The Future of Storytelling

I’ve signed up for an online course in Iversity.

The Future of Storytelling.” Awesome, right?

iversity - the future of storytelling

The course will run from October 25 to December 20. I’m looking forward to those weeks of learning. The organizers are still exploring certification matters but really – I’m mostly in for the fun, not for the grades and credits. I want to improve my storytelling skills and I believe this is a great avenue for me to be trained in this.

From what I gather, creative tasks are given out at the end of every chapter. Thus, I have created a Tumblr page for all my Iversity outputs: Tada! I Write Stories (and Codes)! They’re still working out some kinks in the answering process – for now you can’t really keep track of the Creative Task Answers you’ve submitted unless it’s been voted up, up, up. So, since they allow students to link externally, I believe this is the best way to go.

If you wish to follow me on my Iversity journey, you can head over to that page from time to time. You can also grab the rss here: I Write Stories (and Codes) Rss.

For those who are interested in enrolling in this course, I think you can still catch up. We’re only one chapter in and it’s been great so far.

Well, what are we all waiting for? Let’s join the MOOC movement, yo!

Defying Gravity

We were flying above a sea of clouds. Had they always been that fluffy? I’m not sure if I really noticed or cared before.

I was staring at the window, trying to keep tears from spilling out of my tired eyes. I had been travelling since two o’clock that morning. The plane was scheduled to make touch down that afternoon at half past five.

I should be used to lengthy and lonely flights. And, even more, I should be used to all those pathetic goodbyes.

“Defying Gravity” from Wicked and Glee serenaded us as we prepared for landing. How fitting. That was my theme song when I struggled with the same unwanted farewells four years back.

As we hit the runway, I started to sing along beneath my breath.

“It’s time to try defying gravity. I think I’ll try defying gravity. Kiss me goodbye, I’m defying gravity. And you won’t bring me down.”

The plane came to a halt and a single tear cascaded down my eye.

Post a Week: Unplugged

Sometimes, we all need a break from these little glowing boxes. How do you know when it’s time to unplug? What do you do to make it happen?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us UNPLUGGED.

I can hear the rustling of the bottlebrush trees. They, along with the merry chatter of several high school students, resound like music in my ears, the same way that the tinkling of the marching band did, back in my teenage days. We’re in my old school. It’s just Him and me, enjoying the simplicity of life, remembering the days before there was Facebook, before there was Twitter. When Yahoo was bigger than Google and only the elite few had access to the indexing giant at the time.

Life was simple back then.

But then again, life can still be simple now.

via http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/10/08/daily-prompt-unplugged/

Post a Week: Home

Pick a letter, any letter. Now, write a story, poem, or post in which every line starts with that letter.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us SYMMETRY.

Home. He would be seeing home soon. He would be feasting his eyes upon the twinkling lights that dotted the mountainsides like ornaments on a Christmas tree. He would be looking at the pale moon that shone over Mt. Kalugong, welcoming him back after him being away for ten plus years.

His heart warmed at the thought of highland coffee, of soyfee, of drinking these brews while basking in the fog and chilly wintry air. Highlands coffee was the best. His grandmother always had a cup or more waiting for him at the dinner table.

Happily, he snuggled into the worn out provincial bus seat.

He would be seeing home soon.

via http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/10/01/daily-prompt-symmetry/