About Me

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Mabuhay! I am a storyteller from Siquijor Island.

By experience, I am relatively a newbie, if one were to base it on the date when my first story hit the magazine stands.

  • How can one forget it? It was my first baby thrashing for attention at the crossroads of two important events - Supertyphoon Yoyong and the start of campaign period for presidentiables.
  • Other literary publications eventually flipped open their pages for me since then.
  • Looking back, my publication also came as a tailender of sort to the illustrious career of Philippine master storyteller, Nick Joaquin.
  • I was one of the last few voices he had freed before he moved on to The Great Beyond.
  • This all-new fully-pimped blog is primed to keep the passion alive which Mang Nick had started if not as a fitting response to the challenge of modern storytelling - blogging, that is.Moreso, this is to let every fine writing Filipino fellow know that I am all for any literary artform or, non-art which he may ingeniously employ in this struggle to get our very own Philippine Literature right on the map of World Literature.And I don't just mean sporadic press notices here and there. I am thinking of big time sustainable success like what Gabriel Garcia Marquez's had done for his embattled Colombia, Pablo Neruda for his Chile, Yukio Mishima for Japan, Rabindranath Tagore for India, or Mazisi Kunene for his South Africa.

Daily Blogs

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Burying a Wasted Youth 10 Jan. 2009 - If I had more of the youth than I thought I ever had, I would not be throwing caution to the wind more often than I practically used to. Then I would steer myself clear of the things I thought were worthy of my egocentric wit, charm, and energy. ...More

A Letter To My Mother 1 Dec. 2008 - Dearest Mama, December is here and the days for deals are beginning to go wild. People are now flocking en masse to malls for promos and bargains, but I bet my bottom dollar it’s your brown-skinned kabayans (fellow Filipino expats) ruling the sales racks. Barring geographic boundaries, Filipinos indeed prove to be the world’s toughest natural born promo killers to beat...More

New Fiction

One October Ends Our life wound down a rocky course like the river flowing under us. We sprung from a forgotten past, ebbed with the tides of hunger, tragedy and, death; still, it was the best of times…

When Mother got home earlier than usual, I knew she was on to something which scintillated with the scary seduction of my freshly sharpened knife. ...More

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