Start Writing

After the first letter is clicked, what an adrenaline rush! Inspired (persuaded? bullied into?) by my friend Arra, I went to this site:

http://www.themostdangerouswritingapp.com/

Even before I typed in my first word, I was already thinking about the words and sentences that I want to write. It was so exciting, yet, unnerving at the same time. What should I write? Should I write that in? How would I say what I want to say? How does that subject and verb agreement goes? Will I be able to write continuously for three minutes?

The idea behind this site is that if you stop writing, everything you have written will be gone. You can’t cheat also! You can’t type and delete, type and delete, and type and delete while waiting for that next word to come to you. That’s why I was so nervous to write! But you know what is the secret to finishing this challenge? Just start writing. 

2nd story pt. 1

2nd story
We’re two ships sailing

Here’s one of my first “stories”. I was able to write this because this story had been bothering for a long time now. However, I always made excuses not to write it down. Excuses such as “I don’t have time yet”, “I’m not in the mood”, “I don’t have the right paper and pen”, or “I’m too lazy to write it down”. But it begs to be written down because it’s always on my mind. If you read it, you’ll see grammatical errors and inconsistent voices. You’ll also notice how disconnected some sentences would be. You’ll see how I jumped from an idea to another. How I shift voices, tenses, and ideas. But I think, that’s part of the magic of this site.

Soon, I let go and just forget about the rules. I just start writing and kept on writing. Without any fear of the “rules”. With just the words I want to write. With just the sentiments I want to be honest with. I started with 3 minutes and now I find myself enjoying and not breaking any sweat with 10 minutes! Like, whoah. Haha!

It’s always a liberating experience to write. Not just with this site but, in general. Why? This site made me realize that this statement is true, “We write what the heart is full of…” I have written other things in this site that I’m not that comfortable to share with a whole lot. Things that, sometimes, I don’t even what to think about. Like dreams that are too close yet still too far. Or of fears that lurks around the corners of my mind. And of people. Stories that I would not share but have written. I’m still not that brave, dear reader. So, for now, I’m just sharing written fictions. Haha!

3rd story
Summer seasons are the worst

 

So there. Why don’t you challenge yourself with this? Start writing! 

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Entry for Love Month 2017

How time flies, it’s the Love Month already. As always, I’ll try a series of post for this month. Been doing this since I started blogging in 2007 (I think). Haha! So for my first entry… here’s a flash fiction that’s been bugging me for a while now. Btw, it’s in Filipino.

“Thank you, guys! Please wait for our second set later…” pagbaba ng banda patuloy pa rin ang pagpapatutog nila ng love songs. Pebrero na kasi. 

“Uy Michael kamusta trabaho? Tagal mo na dyan. Napromote ka na?” tanong ni Jude. 

“Di pa nga, pare. Pag ako nagsawang maghintay…bahala sila! Hahaha!” birong sagot naman ni Michael. “Ikaw Karla? Ikaw din Jen? Dami mo atang sideline ngayon ah.” 

Sabay-sabay kaming napatingin kay Jen at tumawa dahil siguro kilalang-kilala namin siya. 

“Huy Karla paabot naman nung tissue” pakiusap ni Jen. Sa pag-abot ko napansin kong parang kanina pa balisa si Red. Ano kayang tumatakbo sa isip niya? Trabaho din kaya? Sana. 

“Yosi lang ako sa labas…” paalam ni Red. 

“Akala ko ba umuwi si Red sa kanila? Bakit andito na agad siya?” usisa ni Jen. 

“Baka may tinatakasan…” sagot ni Jude.

“Ang sabihin mo ‘di alam ang pupuntahan! Hahaha!” balik ni Jen at natawa silang lahat. Tama siya. Laging magulo si Red. 

“Uy Karla may bago kang tattoo? Anong design? Saan mo pinalagay? Patingin! Dali!” sigaw ni Jen. 

“Uhmm… dito lang sa may gilid. Eto oh… it’s an anchor.” sagot ko. 

A Story of Unrequited Love

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Not mine

I looked at her across the table, forgetting all about the things we were talking about. I couldn’t help notice and look at her hand, there it was. The diamond ring on her finger glistens with the lights of this coffee shop.

She noticed I was looking at it, so she looked down too. Then she smiled. Right there and then, I knew. I know that I was doing the right thing. Yes, it was right to marry her. It’s going to be next week. This is right, it is right to marry her.

I looked up and smiled back at her. This night would end soon.

As she played with her ring, she said “I love you…”