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Fangirling Fangirl

Reading really does inspire writing. After months of not posting anything here, I thought I’d do a little entry just to get my mind out of the Technical Training program I am currently slogging my way through.

I’m currently reading – yes reading – Rainbow Rowell’s Fangirl. To anyone and everyone who has ever written or read FanFiction, I suggest you read Fangirl. I’m just on Chapter 5 and already I love this book. It’s a very light read, nothing fancy, nothing earth shattering, but amidst the sinkhole that is my existence right now, it’s a golden rope ladder that the Literature gods have sent down to give me hope.

Hello, Simon and Baz? Hit closer to home, why don’t you.

To say that I relate to the main character, Cath, is an understatement. It’s like looking at my younger self and cringing at all the self-conscious things I knew I did before. I want to take her up in my arms and tell her everything will be ok, that people won’t hurt her if she doesn’t let them. But I know she’d hate that, just like I’d roll my eyes at anyone who would have said the same to me back then. I’m still at the beginning stages of the book, and already it has gotten me typing away at my computer, itching to start writing again.

Alas, my work has kept me away from the Muses and drained whatever drive I have to create. Right now, I’m in Bataan doing the rounds as a Management Trainee and cramming all the knowledge I can into my already tired brain. At times like these, I cling to the old reliables when it comes to stress-management. TV Shows, reading… and beer. The last one is a new favorite. Who knew that a bitter malt drink made from fermented beans would calm me down?

I’m probably exaggerating my experience just to entertain myself. It’s really not all that bad. My current beau lives in Bataan and works in the same plant as I do so we finally get to see each other everyday. Downside? It’s perpetual #sepanx whenever I DON’T get to see him (working hours, after dinner, weekends, etc.). I can’t imagine how it’ll feel going back to Manila and having to settle for seeing him 1x or 2x a month. LDR, folks, it’s a killer.

It feels good to write again. Watching words come out on screen feels like coming home. I’m back to 15 year old me, carefree and bursting with ideas. Why do we write?, asked a Professor in Fangirl. To express ourselves, to explore new worlds, to hear the sound of our own voice? According to Cath… to disappear.


Starting 2012 With Books

As far back as I can remember, I’ve always wanted to try the 50bookchallenge I chanced upon in my old blog on LJ. Basically, you have to read 50 books in one year. You decide on how to define what a book is (magazine/booklet/cookbook) and if you’re “year” is Jan-Dec, May-April or from now until the end of the year.

To keep everything neat and orderly, I will be attempting the challenge by starting it on January 1, 2012 and ending it December 31, 2012. Hopefully I get to meet my goal as well as review each book as I finish it.

So far, here’s my to-be-read list:

Noli’s for class but hey, it’s still a book. So here’s to hoping I get to finish my 50bookchallenge at last.

Literary Life Updates: A Threat of Carpal Tunnel and Pterry

NaNoWriMo keeps telling me to announce to the whole entire universe that I’m joining nanowrimo2011 just so I’d feel more pressure to finish, so I’d feel too embarrassed not to finish. So, here it is! Another declaration of my intention of writing like madwoman and winning NaNoWriMo.

Again, National Novel Writing Month is all about writing your first (or third or fourth) novel. In one month, we are tasked to write at least 50,000 words. That’s roughly 1,700 words a day. Such a feat! I’m nervous and excited and worried and everything. I can’t wait! 7 and some odd minutes before I have to start.

This is part of my journey back to who I am. For so long I’ve been just floating by. I blame it all on college. They say college is where you find yourself but unfortunately, it’s where I lost a little bit of me. Myca, the writer, kinda took a back seat to Myca the student or Myca the football player or Myca the what have you. Not anymore. I’m going back to what I love and writing makes my heart sing. Callie (from Grey’s Anatomy) said, “Is that what makes your heart sing?…If you love it do it… Don’t sleep, don’t eat. Just do this.” And yes, I’m doing it! And I don’t intend to sleep at all (eating is out of the question, I love eating too much harhar).

I’m also a Reader so in keeping with the theme of finding myself, I started reading again. It’s not that I ever stopped reading but this time, I won’t be reading textbooks or lab manuals anymore. I’m going back to the obsessive me who’ll be hoarding sci-fi/fantasy books like it’s armageddon. So, watch out for more book reviews here as well. I’m also a TV addict so expect show reviews too. More writing and more writing. It’s only the beginning!

I’m currently reading Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett.

I hope that by November 30,2011 that I have a novel to share with everyone and hands not plagued with carpal tunnel.

My Scribblings Thus Far

I’ve loved to write since I can remember. It’s a part of me I’ll never outgrow. I remember writing on our MS-DOS computer (OA!). OK, maybe it was our Windows 95 one. There was even a time I remember trying to come up with a newsletter and the first news article was supposed to be about Princess Diana’s death.

I’ve come a long way from scratching out random sentences and making drafts. Here are some of the things I’ve been writing about recently:


P-3 stands for Progressive Pinoy Perspectives and it’s a crowd-sourced and curated source for everything pinoy. All its writers are Pilipino and we all write about anything under the sun. The site allows us to express our own viewpoints and share what’s been going on  in our lives. Here are the articles I’ve written so far:

UP Pride: Celebrating Gender Equality

UP’s Kidlat Victorious in the Shell Eco-Marathon Asia 2011

Avant Garde Designer Kermit Tesoro Shakes Up the Philippine Fashion Industry

Preparing for an Emergency, the Kampo Uno Way

Craving for Chocolate Cake? Try Chocolat

Fierce, Fun and Flirty: Care Divas on the PETA Stage

Padyak Your Way To Class

Spending Quality Tea Time in Moonleaf

Ukay : Style on a Budget

Quick Tips for Saving on a Student’s Budget

Visit Japan and Brazil this August and September all in UP DIliman

Cocina: UP Diliman’s Own Food Bazaar

No Place Like Maginhawa

Beep Beep: The UP Jeepney Guide

Dwindling Flames of Nationalism?

Travel With An Idiot Abroad

Engineering Beyond Numbers; Business Beyond Bills.

Floorball: The RP’s Hotttest New Sport

Pilipino Ideas Worth Spreading


I’m also the Editor-in-Chief of my college’s official student publication.


And of course this blog!

I’ve been a busy busy girl but I love every minute typing away at my computer (which is now a MacBook Pro in case any of you were wondering). This coming november I’m attempting NaNoWriMo (wrote about it here). I’ll blog here once in a while about my progress there. Fingers-crossed that I make it!

2011 NaNoWriMo

Today I decided I’m going to join NaNoWriMo this year. For those who don’t know, NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month. This is the one month in a year where writers are encouraged to write that ever-famous first novel. Well, second, third and fourth novels are welcomed too.

During November 1-30, writers from all over the world would be typing away trying to reach that 50K mark. Quality over Quantity. It doesn’t matter if it sucks as long as it gets written.

So, this year, I’m going to do just that. 50,000 words in one month. Excited!

Bebe Gurl loves Books!! <3

It was fate!

It was fate that I had to go home a bit later than usual last Wed. It was fate that my driver had to go drop my dad off at the airport so he couldn’t pick me up. It was fate that my boyfriend had a basketball game so he couldn’t bring me home. It was fate that my last resort was to go to my mom’s office in Cubao to catch a ride with her instead. It was fate that I decided to delay going to the clothing retailers and instead turn into Fullybooked.

Because I finally found a copy of The Demon’s Covenant by Sarah Rees Brennan! I have been looking for a copy ever since it was published June of 2010. They ran out of stock in every National Bookstore I entered as well as the Powerbooks I inquired at in Shangri-la. I almost was willing to buy it online instead. I was so lucky to find a copy in Fullybooked, Gateway. It was the last one on the shelf, by the way.

The Demon’s Covenant is the second book of The Demon’s Lexicon Trilogy. First-time author Sarah Rees Brennan is one of my favorite writers. Denizens of fanfiction may know her as Maya. When her first book, The Demon’s Lexicon, came out I was so excited to buy it that I grabbed it the first chance I got. I devoured the book and loved every page. Though it’s in the “young adult” section, I still enjoyed the light read. The emotions of the first book felt so real. I couldn’t stop reading! The twist ending was really awesome as well. Easy enough to see why I was hankering for the next book.

Aside from my great find, I also sauntered on to the Sci-Fi section and picked up Jingo by Terry Pratchett. I’m a huge Pterry fan and have collecting his books since high school. Unfortunately, Mr. Pratchett is now suffering from early on-set Alzheimer’s Disease. I could just cry! Thankfully he hasn’t stopped writing and is now an advocate for research on the disease.

Thankfully I’m done with this week’s acad work and have nothing too big pending for next week. It’s reading time!!! XD Haven’t read a new book in months! (Not counting engineering books) I’m so giddy, it’s almost embarrassing.

To end my post, here’s me challenge to everyone. Read. Read and never stop reading. Never stop loving the written word.

Poetry Post 1

A quote from William Blake’s The Auguries of Innocence:

To see a world in a grain of sand,

And a heaven in a wild flower,

Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,

And eternity in an hour.

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye:

Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there. I did not die.


I’m not really a big enthusiast when in comes to poems. It’s one genre of literature I don’t find myself in too often. There are some poems, though, that really move and inspire me. The two examples above are just a taste of some poems I really love.

Even if the quote I chose in “The Auguries in Innocence” isn’t really  the all-defining excerpt, it’s the stanza I loved the most. Also, Frye’s poem may be used more often during funerals – something not too out-of-season in my life right now, but I think it transcends the literal meaning of its words. Don’t all poems?

Note: I’d love this poem to be read at my funeral. Hopefully decades and decades away.