Pending Passions

They're fighting again. I can hear them. I can hear them as if they were right here with me. Well, in a way, they are. They are here, but I can't see them. It hurts sometimes. They make the noises that make me realize that it hurts. I often just ignore them, but sometimes I just can't help it. It's good when I'm alone. I mean, it's bearable. At least I don't get embarrassed when they start shouting, screaming for attention. But they don't always keep it in. They grumble and mumble when I'm with my friends. They make those annoying fighting noises when I'm with strangers. They fight whether people might hear them or not. I could stop them. I have the power to stop them. But sometimes it feels like whatever I do, it's just not enough. I can't satiate them. They will always keep wanting more from me. They're fighting now. I can hear them. But I have nothing to give them to make them stop. It's one of those times when I can ...

To praise his work would be redundant, and although he definitely deserves to be written about (again) and his work complimented and taken in the highest regard, I will not be filling this post with what most people write about (I think) after they meet one very inspiring author. As some people know, Mitch Albom just visited the Philippines. On February 23, 2014 (that's today, as I write this down), he graced Ayala Center Cebu with his presence. We all know Mr. Mitch. We know his books and have read them, so like I said, I won't dwell on that. What I will talk about is the conversation that ran through my head during the, what, two- to three-hour wait. The question I had to answer was this: "What should I say to this author that would actually make an impact?" My musings went like this: Hi, Mr. Mitch. Hello, sir. Thank you so much for being a writer. Thank you so much for choosing to be a writer and being an awesome one. Hello, sir. Thank you for ch...

Once upon a time, a man died for the woman he loves. Yes, sounds tragic, doesn’t it? Sounds like a Nicholas Sparks novel. But in this day and age, that’s what it means to love, isn’t it? To be willing to give up everything, including your life, for the one you love. Well, this man died. But first, he loved. He loved extraordinarily. It was almost insane. Normal people would likely choose who they love. Normal people would have standards that are more likely impossible to meet. Normal people do not easily give up everything for someone who doesn’t even seem to notice them. Normal people. But he wasn’t normal, no. He wasn’t normal at all. You see, he loved a woman, like men ought to do. You could say the lyrics “I knew I loved you before I met you” applied to him. He loved her way before they met, way before she even knew he existed. He loved her in the most profound way. What way is this? Well, have you ever tried loving someone who ignores you? Someone who intentiona...

I'm getting married! Hah! I can't wait for you all to read this rather extensive discussion on  how it all happened. It’s weird and abrupt and totally something I would just make up. No. I’m just kidding. I’m not getting married (not yet, at least). But you have to admit, I caught your attention, right? J Picture from here There has been an onslaught of creative video proposals lately, and it’s been filling cyberspace to the rim. We see people singing and dancing, lip syncing and dancing, lip syncing and trying to dance, doing short films, renting out theaters and cafes and ice skating rinks and offices, all for that special event—that one moment when the future groom asks his future bride, “Will you marry me?” (Or for the truly romantic, “It would be an enormous privilege for me to spend the rest of my life loving you. Would you grant me the honor of being your husband? Will you marry me?) So I’m just going to lay this out here and now. I have nothing against al...

I've been thinking lately of a time when I actually become an author. An author who has published novels and chapter books and even children’s books. An author whose books can bring tears to readers’ eyes or make them laugh while in public transportation or give them something to think about days after they turn the final page of my book. An author remembered. But then I think, Do I actually want my name to be there? I guess it’s more preference than requirement. An author’s byline is the author’s choice, right? And this brings me to the deliberating mindset I have right now. Pseudonyms In a way, I like the idea of hiding behind a name. Knowing Lemony Snicket hid behind that name has kept him mysterious and loved (and I’ve only recently found out that his real name’s Daniel Handler and that he is, in fact, still . . . wait for it . . . alive!). Using another name can give me access to stories around me without having the people think that “Oh, she might use my words i...

12. It's not too late to turn life into a musical. 11. It's easy to be in the same place as someone and still not be with someone, easy to keep quiet and still hear the noise in your head. 10. Friends come and go. True friends come, go, come, go . . . 9. Ignorance is bliss. Being ignorant by choice is stupidity. 8. Conferences don't change people. People change conferences. 7. When people disappear, they usually don't want to be found. When they are found, they usually are better off gone. 6. Drugs kill people.  5. Planning is more enjoyable than the actual execution. 4. Weddings are awesome.  3. Coffee is not more important than your cell phone and house keys. Priorities. 2. Typhoons pretty much look like the inside of my room when I don't clean up for, like, a month. 1. Rising from adversity is a process that doesn't just take a hop, skip, and some clicking of the heels. The song from the famous movie  Land Before Ti...

Those who have not seen the movie yet, please turn away because spoilers aren’t fun, and I’m about to say some things that may ruin the fun in it for you. Okay? Good. Now, for those who have seen the movie, wasn’t it awesome? I’m just going to do the obligatory “I like this movie because . . . but I’d like it better if” here, then I’ll start my raving on the wonderful world of Loki. Thor 2: The Dark World The movie was okay. I’m one of those moviegoers who haven’t exactly read the Thor stories, who don’t know the Asgard histories, and who don’t really follow everything Thor (origins, plot of the story and not the movie, film stats, cast). Having said that, I’m still going to say that I love the movie for its execution. As far as I’m concerned for the aesthetics, I love the CGs, the layout of Asgard, the stars, the universes, the realms, the costumes. I even love the 3D effects because they got the parts that can be in 3D right. (Mind you, some movies just put everyth...