Hello friend– I sit here listening to Up Dharma Down live, in Saguijo. I think about everything and nothing. It feels as if I have not and will never be the same person I was a year, two or five years ago. There is no heartache. Only nostalgia about vague things I used to feel… Read More When Guijo calls.
This week, my colleague was teasing me about his friend having a crush on me. I’ve never seen the guy and have no idea how he knows me. Don’t worry, this isn’t a love story. My colleague was asking if I wanted to meet the guy and I gave him the standard response of,”Yamu sya,… Read More Crush ba? Sus.
Around this time last year, I went in with only one resolution. I was gonna stop fooling around with the person I wasn’t supposed to be with. It took a couple more months of relapse but I did find the guts to end it and the backbone to stick with my decision. They said time… Read More 2016. Hello. It[‘s] me.
Yesterday, I spent the morning drinking with my work friends up till five in the afternoon. In the middle of it, we were joined by my friend’s boyfriend, L, who was an aspiring lawyer and whom I know to be righteous in every sense of the word. I say this without mockery as I know… Read More Hangover Thoughts
May tinatawag na maintenance even after nagtagumpay ka sa pagmomove on. Mas matagal pa nga ata yun kesa sa aktwal na paghilom. Yes, may kasunod agad na steps ang pagmomove on. Andaming ways para magmove on. Magsisimula yon kapag handa ka na. Pero alam mo anong mas nakakatakot? Relapse. Kasi you’re more vulnerable than ever.… Read More Para Sa Mga Takot Sa Punyetang Relapse.
Why should romance novels, erotica, historical romances with smutty undertones be deemed as guilty pleasures? As if it is something to be ashamed of. As if there weren’t any well written novels out there. As if E.L. James succeeded in blinding literary snobs that there aren’t anything worth finding in erotica. As if Anne Rice… Read More Historical Romances, Apologies and Weekends
My blog turned five today! I celebrated it by writing on my TinyLetter. Ha. Because that’s what you do when you wanted to share your thoughts but limit your audience. At least it can’t easily be Googled. Two years ago, I read Niffenegger’s Her Fearful Symmetry. Martin’s wife Marijke, left for Amsterdam. There were reasons… Read More My longest relationship is with WordPress
Back in January, my namesake, Joyce, introduced me to TinyLetter. I adored her enough to try almost everything she recommends so I signed up for it weeks later. At the time though, she said, “Mahirap kasi sa WordPress, everyone can see it.” I did not understand it– not right away. I rather thought I was… Read More Lacunae