Seven stories that are worthy of your addiction

Addictionnoun: a kind of coping mechanism: a subconscious way of filling a space or hollow in one's life or heart: an unusually strong desire or fancy for something Have you ever been addicted to something? Ever since I observed how bad my addiction to something can get, I make sure to be careful with what... Continue Reading →

Three things you can share through writing

I sit at my writing desk now, pondering on generosity in writing. Recently, my time's been tight with work and I noticed that my head's becoming difficult to set right for writing. I struggle. Specifically, it takes me innumerable deep breaths, several walks to the water dispenser, and looking nowhere and around before I can... 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 →

Three things every memoir should have

I reckon that the terms “intrapersonal intelligence” and “introspection” are germane to a discussion in memoir writing. When I penned my first memoir in 2017, I thought it was my initial first-hand encounter with the literary form. Wrong, I was. After teaching and studying about memoir, I discovered that I’ve been a memoirist all along,... Continue Reading →

Why aspiring writers aspire

Writing, per se, is scary. Writing to be read is horrifying. Imagine that risk you put yourself in when you expose your choice of words, your thoughts, and a precious piece of yourself to - who knows how many - people. You throw a sentence or two onto their table and give them the permission... Continue Reading →

The story of memoir

Memoir is a written narrative of one's personal experience. It's not surprising that most people today do not know what a memoir is when, in fact, there's been a memoir craze going on since 1940's. I think it all began when a discriminated race braved the page with their truth. Through words, they brought people inside... Continue Reading →

Kuya Rey: A Storyteller’s Story

The Storytelling Project piqued my interest the first time I happened on it. I like stories. When I was young, Papa would tell us tales about farm, soldiers and God every night until sleep rolled over us. We also used to keep two drawers of children's books in the living room. Rapunzel, Rumpelstiltskin, and books... Continue Reading →

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