Two literary countries that a writer needs to visit

Last month, we went to London and Ireland to witness my eldest sister's marriage into an Irish family. Honestly, Papa and I, as well as my older sister's family, wanted to be there but, at one point, decided not to go due to lack of funds. Pounds and Euro’s values are way higher than Peso... Continue Reading →

Six perspectives I gained at 32

I turned thirty-two this month, and I've noticed that the way I look at things has changed. At this age, I feel the weight of my own life (and others’) on my shoulders because I can already carry them. Sometimes, the responsibilities could get overwhelming, but instead of wishing they'd be lifted off me, I... Continue Reading →

Live like an artist

In the last few weeks of 2023, I geeked out over the Tony Award–winning lead actor of Dear Evan Hansen Ben Platt—the first queer artist who struck me as inspiring. During the two-week holiday break, I had "For Forever", "Waving Through the Window", and "Words Fail" playing on repeat on my devices. Ben hits the... Continue Reading →

Be strong, writer.

It's been satisfying to stare into space. The slow tree leaves swaying with the slow wind outside my window tell me I've burned myself out this year again. I have become more efficient this year, though, and my 'work threshold' has increased ridiculously, but apparently, I haven't improved in the aspect of 'rest' yet. I... Continue Reading →

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