Five things I learned while walking with crutches

Mid-2019, I crossed a street and got hit by an overtaking jeepney. The whole vehicle--from front to back--passed over me, albeit none of its wheels ran over any part of my body. Its right front wheel, however, struck my ankle. The impact tore the tissues between my tibia and fibula and left a tiny crack... Continue Reading →

Ten things Papa did for me that I will forever be grateful for

Most of my treasured memories are from childhood. As far as I remember, I was that naughty, brave, and curious child. Every day, I would be busy tinkering, creating, and making mess around the house. My parents gave me freedom to explore as much as I wanted to--as long as I would do after-care, of... Continue Reading →

Four ways to become a carnal writer

What does carnal mean? By dictionary's definition, carnal means "bodily" or "corporeal." OK? So what is a "carnal writer" then? I am borrowing the term from the exquisite memoirist and author of The Art of Memoir, Mary Karr. I actually attempted to explain what she meant by "carnal writing" on Chapter 5 of my memoir... Continue Reading →

Three ways to tell a gripping story

Do you believe that you are a natural storyteller? "Human beings are embedded in their stories," Jason Silva of Shots of Awe said, "The human race--who we are--is a story. We are a narrative. Mind is a narrative." Every day, your mind runs with words. The world breathes with information. Wherever you look, you see... Continue Reading →

Five reasons you should write until finished

You've probably noticed the surge of aspiring authors around the world in the recent years. Since the virtual world constantly prompts people to express themselves--What's on your mind? on Facebook, What's happening? on Twitter, Write a caption on Instagram, and Write a post on blogs--the tendency to develop a love for words has become almost... Continue Reading →

The joy of creating

This has been my routine when entering a bookstore: I walk straight to the Biography section, linger there for less than an hour or two. I then amble along the Fiction Section and allow myself to be awed by Stephen King, Agatha Christie, John Grisham and more authors whose books occupy big spaces in the... Continue Reading →

Remember, never look down

March 7, dawn. News about an NCOV-infected Deloitte employee in BGC came online. My morning and afternoon small group discussions were cancelled. Weeks back, Ate Fel booked us tickets for a theatre play called Joseph the Dreamer, and we chose to see it on March 7. "Ticket World said no advice from the promoters yet.... Continue Reading →

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