Notes of Doubt

Another Malaysian in Japan. Another one in the States.

      

A review from a Japanese, Hong Kong movie remake The Departed is depressing. Only "nazoru dake" the essence lie underneath the script hasn't been adopted by Hollywood.

      

This year October started with a couple of rather cold days with rains. Gradually, the bright sunny and cloudless sky fill the days, the cold air from evening brings the temperature down. It's autumn in Japan.

Days are getting shorter, and at night, finish dinner early makes the time for reading lying in the bed longer.

I was thinking out loud, because Anna Quindlen says so. It makes me think about journalism again. Her belief, her approach, and her effort. It was written a while back in 70s. I was surprised to learn that some phenomenon happen in Japan today as well.

The other day, I mentioned to a Japanese, that in Malaysia in order to do make money, you have to target the nitch market of the upper class. Those are the one who can spend. Then he said, it's only America and Japan are the countries which have mass.

      

Someone says writing blog needs a voice.

No doubt. I think writing sometimes also depends on the power of imagination towards audience. If you can imagine who are your audiences, and you want to let them read what you have in mind, naturally, the sentences will flow out. For me, my mind is somewhere else. The way to keep one writing, no other way but only to just keep writing.