I’m Writing a Book

After lengthy deliberation, I am finally taking the plunge.

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photo taken at Grand Canyon

 

No, not that plunge.

It’s time for a change. I am quitting my day job!

I am going to be a full-time writer!

I have decided that I will write a book. I have already in contract with Visprint, Inc., the publisher of the widely successful Bob Ong, author of “ABNKKBSNPLAko” and “Stainless Longganisa” among others.

Besides the articles that I have already written on this blog that will be adapted into a book (title: Ang Pagbibinata ng Butiking Walang Dingding), I will also venture on writing fictions.

Why fiction? What qualifications do I have to write this genre?

Consider my resumé:

1. Wrote a book report in high school about an obscure and unheard book, which of course I completely made up. I got an A for the report. Not bad, right?

2. Wrote a case study in Social Science while in college. It is about the struggles of a social deviant in our society, that I interviewed and followed. Except that, that person is non-existent. A fictitious character! I also got an A for it.

3. Published a research paper in medical school about the ill effects of holding a fart, and the benefit to health of letting your gas out unabashed. Of course, the science that back this study is full of air! Sorry for the pun, it is intended. The study was published in a major scientific paper.

So there, I’m fully qualified to be a fiction writer.

And lastly, this article is a just figment (though some may be true?) of my wild imagination.

Happy April Fool’s Day!

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photo taken at Madame Tussauds Wax Museum, Hollywood

 

Creative Writing

It was 10 moons ago that I launched myself into the far-reaching space of blogosphere and it had been a wonderful journey so far. I have met people who are in different parts of the world, that I would never have the chance to meet except through the blogosphere. Again, my heartfelt thanks.

I don’t know what came upon me why all of a sudden I like to write (and blog). Perhaps the Muse of writing visited me while I was asleep one night and planted this inspiration bug in my brain.

Kiss of the Muse, 1859-60, by Paul Cezanne

Now I have all this crazy idea of things I should write about. Don’t be surprised if one of these days I will even write an ode to Periplaneta americana, or also known as the common cockroach. (Pati ipis imported pa sa Amerika!) And having my articles even published on a circulated national newspaper is beyond my childhood dreams.

During my school years, I was not fond of writing at all. I can spend a whole day drawing and doodling though, but not writing. I would be lying if I say that I like doing essays, book reports, term papers and thesis. I know I was not alone. And that’s why Recto is so popular among students who wanted to cut corners.

Which reminds me: if you invent a book report, is that considered creative writing?