Ten days before September ends. Jose Mari Chan, our patron saint of Christmas songs, has begun delighting the airwaves with his ever-loved Christmas in Our Hearts. Memes of him are always funny: him peeking out of the wall, him in a Santa Claus suit, lyrics of his songs attached to statements that aren’t really related. Frankly, by August, people start talking about him popping up anywhere like some ghoul in a horror story. But here’s my take: JMC is a bright shining light, and I know we’ll miss him when he goes, because my generation grew up hearing his voice at the start of the -Ber months, and because other than memes, his songs were sensory signals that welcomed the season of joy. Which, I should share, lasts in our country for more than a quarter.
I am glad to report to you that *things* have started happening, but *things* would like to keep themselves secret because who knows, an untimely unraveling might be jinxed, a diwata might be irked, or some higher-up in a nice crisp suit will raise their brows and say, “Excuse me? How dare!” However, it is my obligation to say that my literary champion, Melanie Castillo of Root Literary, graciously handles everything with sheer tact and talent, and I am profoundly blessed to experience the care she gives, and the emails I have been receiving (which are mostly her saying, “You can do it! We can make this!” in different languages).
I have been learning a lot, not only about publishing, but about myself. Through every talks, every email response, I’m beginning to discover how to navigate these paths while carrying this small, shy soul. And frankly, this shy soul is less shy now, because there’s nothing to be afraid of. My smallness is acknowledged. My nothingness is out in the open. I am literally nothing but the words I wrote on paper. And if people found those enough, then I am enough.
Anyways, things, the current ones, cannot be told. So, in that sense, allow me to talk about things that don’t make sense, because that is what this blog is all about.
A few September-ish things:
This cat! Has been! Going through my room’s window! And if you think there’s nothing weird about it, well, there’s everything weird about it! Our windows are installed with screens (thank you, mosquito-dwelling atmosphere), and she’d literally crawl through the mesh with her sharp claws. All while meowing so loud. Last night, exactly at midnight, I heard her call from my window, like Rapunzel’s mom begging to go inside. You have no idea how she destroyed my sleep. But of course, like a good cat-slave, I let her in.
The sky has begun to glow prettily, too.
If you have been to my blog before, I hope you noticed something special: it’s a new logo, and I doodled it one afternoon as I rested my brain from too much writing.
With MARIKIT floating on the glistening seas, I’ve began working on my new WIP, LIBRERO (which is a shortcut to another long title). And I am proud to say I’ve gotten a dirty Draft 0 to 21,000 words; not a bad start, considering that I have 3 book mysteries to solve. I stopped before writing the final arc; there’s so much in this story that needs developing, and I love doing that by scribbling on old notebooks (most specifically, on leftover blank pages and corners with empty spaces on them). I’d love to share how my writing process goes (which involves dirty, messy drafts and then fixing them afterwards). Hopefully, this helps other writers who plot + pantser like me.
- I know I’m far too late in the game, but I finally know how to take the scales of a bangus! I mean, anyone can do that if they had 20+ small bangus that needed to be cleaned, which was what happened, because mama started making sardines and oil, and people are buying!
- Blog look update! If you’ve been to this blog before, you’ll now notice something extra fresh: it’s my header, and I made it, and I’ve also changed the content on the pages a bit, too :)
- They say that if you want to make a dream come true, you have to commit to it, so I just changed my phone’s wallpaper to a farm to visually remind me of the place I want to have in the coming years
- I *boldly* sent my spec-horror fic to a pro SFF journal at the beginning of the month. It’s actually one of the things I am crossing my fingers for, other than many other things, which are actually the bigger things
Before, even when I was busy with many clients, I still find time to blog. But recently, even with the pandemic, even with some paragraphs drafted on Notepad, I’d forget that this website actually exists (except for referencing pages to prospective clients). I apologize for neglecting this space, but I’m hoping with all my heart to bring you good news in the coming days, and, more importantly, to blog better. x
The Weekend Closing: Celebrating the doors we need to close to get to the ones we need to open.