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Thanksgiving at Lincoln


My first Thanksgiving celebration at Lincoln. Had three places to visit, missed the fourth one and ended to engage in a long deep conversation with a group of fun and lovely people. Lucky enough to skip the Black Friday madness shopping, though 🙂

With Korean superstar, a.k.a my little brother Paulus. 😎😎

Having Thanksgiving at the Fortune Place with Inez, a fellow Indonesian who works at Lincoln.
With Carlos Riera and Hector Palala. (photo taken by Chelsea Hampton)
It’s us! (Left to right). Carlos Riera, Hector Palala, Christopher, Gaby, Chelsea, me, Valerie and Ivan. (photo taken by Gabriella Palomo)
Two versions of Turkey. American and Cambodia. (Photo taken by Utami Diah Kusumawati)
Turkey, green beans, mashed potatoe and gravy.

Super delicious Pumpkin Pie and Cranberry Coconut Cheesecake. OMG. I love them so much!!

House of dream


I dreamed about you.

About a house where you live. 

A house that has a table with lots of thick-page books, a dim light yellowish room with a standing lamp, several big teakwood  opened windows, and a comfortable red couch.

In that dream, I was standing outside that house, playing and talking with my friends. They spoke about something and we were having fun together. While you were studying inside the house, drowning with the reading. Suddenly you appeared and interrupted us.  

I saw your face, popping out from one of the big windows of that cozy house. And you smiled at me. 

I looked back at you and then, we talked and laughed and talked and laughed and talked and laughed until my friends’ face got disappeared one by one. Until the sun went down and we forgot about time.

And everything started to felt connected and reduced into a small world of us. I felt that you were so familiar to me. Your comfy house, your activity of reading the books on the table, your red couch, your smile and maturity, and the way you carried yourself. Your life, my life, and our crossed path. 

All that smile that I saw on the first time I knew you at that event I could not mention. I felt like I had known you for years and years. 

And, I woke up. It was still dark outside. There was only shadow of trees from my one and only window, and a light bulb. But, the feeling lingered on.

_tam_

Dingin yang Tiba di Bulan Oktober


Lincoln, Nebraska.

Tuesday, October 10.

Musim perlahan berganti. Kini, cuaca tidak lagi sehangat saat pertama kali aku datang ke kota ini. Meski masih masuk ke dalam periode Musim Gugur, namun suhu sudah menurun drastis. Salju bisa tiba-tiba saja datang di tengah bulan Oktober ini.

Setiap hari, dari pagi hingga malam, udara terasa dingin. Kamu tahu seperti apa rasanya?

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Fear of losing you


Lincoln, Nebraska.

12:21 AM

Sometimes, I feel like I have lost you inch by inch.

Each time you speak or write, I am always afraid that I will find the fact there is too much difference between us that is not meant to be together. Threads that do not cross one another.

And that you do not want to unite those threads because it will require too much effort, too much time, in the end.

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Menyamar di Korea Utara bersama Para Pemimpin Masa Depan


Oleh Suki Kim

Diterjemahkan Utami Diah Kusumawati dari buku All These Wonders: True Stories About Facing The Unknown
cropped-author-photo-photo-credit-Ed-Kashi-VII
Taken from Sukikim.com.

Aku sedang merapikan koperku ketika sebuah ketukan di pintu muncul. Aku tahu siapa itu, maka aku mengabaikannya dan tetap berkemas. Namun, dia terus mengetuk, maka akhirnya aku menyerah dan membuka pintu.

Perempuan itu merupakan salah satu dari kelompok Kristiani Evangelikan yang pernah bekerja bersamaku dalam enam bulan terakhir.

Dia berkata,” Lelaki itu telah meninggal.”

Saat itu, aku bingung. Aku kira maksudnya adalah Tuhan.

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Catatan Menjadi Seorang Novelis


William Boyd menceritakan bagaimana novel pertamanya diterbitkan

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William Boyd. Photo taken from Amazon.com
Diterjemahkan oleh Utami Diah Kusumawati dari Notes on Becoming a Novelist oleh William Boyd dari buku the Writers’ and Artist‘ Yearbook 2014

Pada awal 1970-an, semasa masih kuliah, aku mulai membayangkan menjadi seorang novelis. Persoalannya adalah aku benar-benar tidak punya petunjuk bagaimana merealisasikan mimpiku yang samar tetapi terasa begitu kuat.

Sulit untuk membayangkan hal tersebut saat ini – di mana internet telah menawarkan ratusan kursus penulisan kreatif, blog penulis, festival sastra dan semacamnya — betapa tak terjangkau dan misterius pekerjaan novelis pada masa itu. Hal itu ibarat mencoba bergabung dengan beberapa klub yang luar biasa eksklusif.

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