Call it getting old or whatever you want but the more I find contentment in my real life the less I have the energy to share it. I’m not saying sharing your life on social media for public consumption is wrong. However, some appear to overdo it complete with powerful captions and hashtags of jubilance, which sometimes prompts you to think, “Is all this an attempt to feign a ‘happy life’?” Last year, I had lots of good and happy events, I missed sharing online because I was too busy enjoying them so much. We don’t need the likes and favourites of online strangers to validate that we are living a good and happy life.Read More
I have to admit that at various points of “Death’s Last Days with the Dying” hesitation crept in my mind. Before I announced it to the public, I wondered if I could keep up with releasing a memory daily as much as I could. With all the day job obligations and writing aspirations on my shoulder, was it necessary to add one more on my stack? At the same time, despite picking a drabble (a 100-word story) as the format for my flash fiction output, the length of it was not an automatic advantage. The 100-word restriction proved to be challenging at times (and fun too, of course, so much fun 😜) and would make you doubt your weird choice of restricting yourself when you didn’t need to. Upon thinking deeper about it though, what’s a writer’s life without one or few challenges on his writing journey.
Now that season two, the Prudence Arc as I christen it now, has wrapped up a couple of days before, I’d like to present three things I enjoyed about writing it.Read More
It is funny because both life and death fill our minds even if we claim otherwise. Life does, of course, in our day to day living. From the moment we wake up, it begins. What do I eat for breakfast? Should I shampoo my hair or condition it? Do I wear this red polo shirt or go for the body-hugging tokusatsu shirt to work instead? Should I answer emails right away when I arrive at the office or save them for the afternoon? Do I watch a movie after work or go to the gym to make up for the sedentary hours I spent earlier? Do I write a draft or read a book before sleeping? These questions may seem silly to you but they shape how our daily lives go about.Read More
Happy 1st birthday to my son, I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me. I labored you for 3 years (and it thrilled me) and love you with my flesh, blood, sweat, tears, heart, spirit, and soul. I am proud of you and will be for eternity.
As a special celebration for this milestone, here are 10 trivia about the book.Read More
This year, I started my new writing project Death's Last Days with the Dying, a drabble spinoff series of my debut novel. Here's a summary of the series so far before we move on to 2018 where exciting things are planned for it.
Story 1 - Tommy
- Memory 001: Time, Tommy
- Memory 002: Tommy Envisioned
- Memory 003: Time Expired for Tommy
Sometimes I find myself writing what seems to be endless drafts of a new writing assignment. When that's the case, I know either the topic lacks some depth or is completely the wrong one to write about. As I worked on my traditional end-of-year reflective blog post this month, I saw four drafts already on my digital notebook but I still felt the task was going nowhere.
The story wound up like this.
Xeno: I have every right to call 2017 my year of victory. After three years toiling for my debut novel I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me, it had finally moved from Xenosphere to Internetosphere. I've achieved one of my big dreams and I could call myself successful. On the other hand... blah, blah, blah... lukewarm reception for my indie book... blah, blah, blah... graphic design career that didn't take off... blah, blah, blah... sudden disappearance of someone dear to me... blah, blah, blah... so I'm going to call 2017 my year of humility!
Still, that didn't feel right.Read More