Why I write

I write to learn the truth. The truth of life; of death. The truth of you; of me. I write because I want to know why I write. I write because I can’t do anything else; my hands know only the language of literature and not the language of carpenter.

Why do I want to learn the truth? I want to learn it because it’s something I don’t understand. Why do you do what you do? How come you wake up in the morning? Why are you always punctual? Why don’t you take risks? What is your purpose?
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Go Down Under: An interview with GoGameGuru.com founder David Ormerod

David Ormerod, founder of GoGameGuru.com, has made strides since he began the website back in August 2010. After conferring with go players at the World Amateur Go Championship, David set out a vision to expand the go playing universe while offering inventive ways of doing so.

A scare while traveling on an airplane – the engine exploded in mid-air – put David in a position to make a judgement of what he had done with his life and what he wanted to do with it. Like a go player, David used his positional judgement and intuition to asses the situation and, through careful consideration, took a leap.

“I realized that I’d rather try to pull this thing off and fail very publicly than to spend the rest of my life wondering what would’ve happened. After that I got serious about driving Go Game Guru towards what it’s going to become and I haven’t stopped since.”

Inspiring words for anyone, whether you’re a go player or not. Since charging full steam ahead with GoGameGuru, David and his partner, An Younggil 8 dan, have created a hub of information for new and experienced go players alike. David has also opened up a new book shop, offering classics including the Elementary Go Series and “Lessons in the Fundamentals of Go” by Kageyama Toshiro 7 dan.

The following is the transcript of the interview.
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“She” – first draft

The following is the first draft of my first short story. There are some loose ends to tie up, but I might as well post it here; I was in the process of transferring it to my laptop.

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She looked as beautiful as she always did. Her hair perfectly curled, crashing against her shoulders like a feather on asphalt. Her beady eyes would shift to and fro, occasionally making contact with mine.
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The Forgotten Phantom


In the era of Ronaldo, Ruud van Nistelrooy and Thierry Henry, it’s easy to forget who else dominated the last decade in terms of goal scoring. Newer fans might throw out names like Messi or Cristiano Ronaldo, while some seasoned followers might point to Andriy Shevchenko or David Trezeguet. But what about “Das Phantom”?

There wasn’t much flash to his game, at least not in the way Messi captures hearts nowadays. He didn’t harness blistering pace the way Ronaldo runs rampant down the wings. He did, however, have an incredible sense of positioning.
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Nothing can be be done successfully without failing

I used to think I could do anything I wanted to. I wasn’t gifted, but if I put my mind to something, nothing could hold me back from doing it. I remember when I learned the lesson that nothing can be done truly successfully without first failing several times.

I was an honor roll student all through my elementary years. I would always bring back high averages for all my classes. I always sat in the middle of the room in the front row, as I still do. I always paid attention and took the best notes. Then came math.
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Looking for truth on the goban

A simple wooden board and round stones made out of clam shells. These two ingredients are all it takes to create the elegant and often bloody battlefield of Go.

Designed several millennia ago, the game of Go is the oldest board game in existence.

Starting in China, the game has gone through several changes in strategic principles, but has remained faithful to it’s simple rules.

It has been my favorite game for some time.
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Revolution starts with a step, not a leap

I remember very easily the night I realized nothing would ever be the same. Relatively, it feels like yesterday, because it was; only the bad memories seem nearer to us than the good ones, often washed away like a message in the sand, never to be seen again.

I was staring into the mirror, standing straight and strong. It was the night of my 18th birthday. At the time I was home, taking a gap year between high school and higher education. Initially it was excused as a mean of financial disability, but I take time with my decisions. Nothing else deserved this much time.
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