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This has been utterly life-changing. I feel so emotional. Had to stop while writing this to take a moment. I have cleaners coming over and...iiyak muna ako.
More than learning about the technicalities of writing, I appreciate the openness and vulnerability most. As our stories come from a place of truth from within, even when it was revealing mistakes we did or hurtful moments, it was just wonderful. I loved getting to know every one in class, an unravelling that came from each story instead of small talk. Another thing I loved about this class is how it helped me get to know myself better as it encouraged reflection and expression. I couldn't be more grateful for this as I've been struggling with prioritizing self-care recently.

I was hoping to get feedback on the pieces I wrote, or any inkling that will say “yes, I am a writer”. But thinking about it -- whether I did good or bad, if I keep writing, yes, I will be a writer.

Thank you, PETA, J-mee, Mingu, Roy, for being part of the first official step for me. I’ve always dreamed of being in a class like this. Cheers to moving forward, or not, but progressing anyway. Please reach out if you need anything – writing support, finding connections, research. Don’t be a stranger :) Love, Margo

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"Sana walang kelangan sa akin ang trabaho para palaging ito nalang ang ginagawa ko."
Hihiga, mag mumuni-muni. Kukurutin ang sarili para magising sa katotohanan.

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Despite the differences in what we consider good stories, it all boils down to connecting to audiences through real human experience.

All characters have a need to address or a mission to achieve. Much like everyone of us who are never fully satisfied with what we have. This must mean that there could always be something to write about?

Today I clearly saw the difference between writing something and reading that something aloud. So interesting to try this out by writing about different scenarios, attempting different genres.

On the group activity (What makes a good story?)
1. Character - I like the intellectual types (e.g., FBI, scientists) - hirap naman isulat nito, madaming kelangan na research
2. Setting - Real life, like watching through windows (creeper) - so challenging to write this too though. how does it become entertaining, when it is about the mundane? need that relatable (and charismatic?) character? no wonder not many others said this as their preferred setting.
3. Obstacles - I love puzzles and problem solving + conflicts with self (e.g., to follow beliefs or not, when to comply and when to fight, dealing with addiction, how to get what you want when others don't agree?)
4. Elemento - interconnections between us -- like the movie, Love Actually

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Isa akong manlalakbay. Mabigat ang bag ko.
Nakakita ako ng pinto at may nakakasilaw sa kabila nito pero wala palang epekto ang silaw. May nadiskubre akong super power ko.

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Galing ako sa di pangkaraniwang lasa ng Thai Green Curry. May anghang na sinasabayan ng alat at tamis. But it's also refreshing.

Galing ako sa matamis na amoy pogi dahil medyo powdery. Musky ba ang tawag doon?

I'm coming from Passion Pit's "Mirrored Sea". It always give me chills because it makes me feel like I'm running over the water towards a sunset with someone coming after me.

I'm coming from the way the sun rises for one and sets for the other from an airplane window. Yellow, orange, and blue hues with cottony clouds.

I'm coming from hiding under a white comforter that is soft and silky. It brings warmth on my naked skin.

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Alam mo, parang nangyari na ito. Yung magkasama tayong umiinom dito sa terrace, habang nakaupo sa monoblock. Pale pilsen rin na malamig, saktong galing lang sa bucket. Tapos etong oras siya na tila unti unting lumalamig kasabay ng pag lalim ng gabi. Kapag hindi tayo nagsasalita, parang ang payapa pero ang lungkot rin. May pakiramdam ng pagkawala. Dahil kaya ganitong oras at may kasama ring pale pilsen ang palaging pagtambay namin noon?
Akalain mo yon, matatandaan ko pa pala siya kahit ang tagal na. Higit 10 taon na siguro mula huling usap. Ni sarili ko mula sa panahong iyon, hindi ko na makikilala. Ang saya nila, wala pang problemang bayarin at bilang mga estudiyante, lalong walang obligasyon na maging "established individuals of society".
Tawa, landian, at inuman lang ang inaatupag noon. May pa Incubus pa sa background. Minsan, yung kanta pa ng urbandub  na may "parked car this night sky makes city lights shine like diamonds". Favorite namin yon kasi parang sakto yon sa pagdescribe sa nakikita namin habang tumatambay sa countryside katipunan.