Tara Tries To Write

Sweet dreams are made of these.

July 30, 2015 No Comments

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Fact: I have the most awesome friends. No, seriously. I may not be very well off (there’s a running joke in our office right now how we belong to borderline SEC D before payday, and it’s kind of true) but I have friends who are always there to y’know, make me look forward to every day, like my #ClingyGirls. ^_^

Last week, my friend Chi came to my house and delivered a bundle of these–my first-ever digitally published eBook, Paper Planes Back Home–IN PRINT! Of course she’d already told me that she was going to give me these as a gift, but I was still surprised when she arrived and gave these to me. I WAS SHAKING! It was such a surreal feeling to actually hold the book in my hands, like . . . WOAH, is this really happening?

Music, Videos

The Company | Tanging Pag-Asa Ko

July 23, 2015 No Comments

Tanging Pag-Asa Ko is one of the entries to this year’s PhilPop competition culminating on Saturday, July 25. I have yet to listen to all the finalists, but I’m posting this because 1) my friend OJ is singing awesomely in it (Happy birthday, by the way!), and; 2) I feel like it’s something I’d listen to while struggling over something, how ever small compared to someone else’s circumstances.

Let’s go give the other song entries a listen! Click here.

Prompt of the Day, Writing

Red Marks

July 19, 2015 No Comments

Think about what we said, Jinah. We are not taking our son away from you; we only want you to live your life the way you should be.

I promised to be with him for the rest of my life.

Circumstances have changed, child. We will understand if–

I’m not giving him up.

Prompt of the Day, Writing

Never Been Easy

July 17, 2015 No Comments

The warmth trickles into her system like shower droplets, sliding slowly through her veins, blooming into a familiar tingle on the skin.

She could feel his arms around her again, his breath upon her neck. She could almost hear him say something as he exhales.

But nothing.

She opens her eyes, closes them again, choosing to remain in a place where he still loves her.

Where he exists.

Personal

A little more than peeved

July 15, 2015 No Comments

Don’t you just love positivity? Don’t you just appreciate waking up every morning to a loving family, having meal/s with them, going to work and meet awesome, hardworking people (with whom you get stressed over job-related things with), and then coming back home to a nice warm bed, maybe curling up to read a book or watch something you like? Wouldn’t it be nice if life were this hassle-free all the time, or most of the time at least?

Yeah. It would be really nice, but you know what? We can’t all be that lucky.

(A lot of ranting after the jump, so if you’re not in the mood to get annoyed or feel bad today, I suggest you don’t click it. This is just for me to release all the rage building up inside my chest over the past several weeks. Again, don’t click if you don’t feel like getting negative energy on you. Deal?)