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"So you've heard of plain Janes. Literature Janes. Spiderman's Jane. Tarzan's Jane. But have you heard about this Jane? Come, let her tell you her tale."

NOT JUST ANOTHER JANE
by Miss Vanessa Jane

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"I came from the crispy, savory fried chicken fillet w/ luscious gravy and fluffy waffles topped with sweet maple syrup in Tamper;

I came from the distinctively good smell of someone's home the moment you enter their door;

I came from the horrific sound of my phone vibrating for a call from my bosses;

I came from the play of red, orange and pink skies while traversing the Abatan Bridge on the way home;

I came from the soft embrace of my velvety blanket as it touched the tips of my skin after a long, tiring day;

And I came from the heartbreaking moment of ugly crying in the middle of the day at work upon reading a text message from Mom."

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Ako ay isang TEMA na may nais patunayan sa aking sarili sa pamamagitan ng pag-experience ng mga bagong karanasan at pangyayari sa aking buhay.

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To come up with a good story, one must first really come from within. It maybe subjective yes, but acknowledging the fact that we tend to write from our views, standpoints/perspectives in life and firsthand experiences means the level of awareness and sincerity is heightened. All along I thought it was just me, but I'm more than glad to know and realize I am not alone in this. That most who aspire to write has this goal in mind, may it be discreet a reason/intention or not. I knew in writing it was always like this, but playwriting came a surprise for me--that it did come from this. For all I first knew, I thought most plays or performances (well aside from spoken poetry and etc.) were always leaning towards the display of history, folklore, culture... all things great and grand. But to meet it in such a way that I was taken back to the roots of the context is a comforting feeling. Ah, it is the visualization, the full performance of a feeling just once scribbled in a sheet. That alone gives it more responsibility, even in its most vulnerable state, hoping it not only completes the person who created it, but also those who come to feel and resonate with it, until it reaches a full circle moment. As I write this, I take comfort in the thought that playwriting feels a little more closer now, more familiar, more "reachable." And I look forward to meeting it even more. 💛

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#1: So mao to nga I woke from the sleep and I think nga it was a story from someone else in the middle of the night o unsa ba unya I saw it there but then basta I dont actually remember it even if its just 2:28 AM hagoa i still want to sleep kadugay ba ani. Also i dreamt gyud last night nahinanok ko ba nya nakamata and the dream was about me and my sister especially getting bit by a huge snake.

#2: Jose mari chan first came to mind idk why then we talked about thesis luh why im not studying i can hear the morning crows of the chicken but im still really sleepy ako gikawt ako ulo kay im not sure what i should do next its still so early so like maybe i should sleep more because thats how i really feel..

#3: ...zzz...loading pa kaayo ko and i cant actually (think) of what to write other than the thought of hearing the sound of water running inside the bathroom. My mouth and throat feels dry and my tooth ache is gone but my tummy is aching i wonder if its the time of the month again or idk basta nitukar nasad akong pus-on its still so early but i know i have to wake up early kay naa pa tawn ko presmat himuon na ipasa ni atty before lunch and i dont have all the time in the world dapat mubangon nako kay mubyahe pako aron sayo muabot office but naa kaha ang bus na sayo ron?

#4: "Play all instruments part of the script/scene/six(?)" Saw some old familiar places that visited my dreams all in all they were mellow ones which is good..i feel like i have to use the washroom but still too lazy to stand up and i can even barely open my eyes yet and im just waiting until the 3 mins are up. There was a big bang outside wonder what was that

#5: Im glad i woke up to the thought of dili nako problemahon ang speaker chuchu for today since napostpone sya and so hays ty G makaginhawa ko gamay. Also idk i woke up earlier than my alarm like usual kay mas effective jud sguro ang mga manok as alarm lolololol. LSS guro ni but remains from the song that goes "ooh wont u love me like that..~" from the kdrama nevertheless (eventho i nvr rly watched it i feel like saputon rakos karupukan sa bida) but i like the ost and it still plays in my head char haha

#6: Its another round of christmas carols I hear upon waking up. But im not complaining l could listen to it all day and it will lift my mood up. There's really just something about Christmas that i really really like and i cant figure out what it is. I just know that the thought of it lights me up. Its my most favorite holiday of all. And i think christmas carols are one of the best songs that ever existed!! Maybe i never really let go of the child in me and i think thats a good thing. It'll make me enjoy and look forward to the most wonderful time of the year no matter what age.

7. Its kind of empty today and i dont have any particular thoughts..only that I renovated and re-designed the interior of my sims' house (or should i say mansion). Its really fun to do that and i wish we also have a nice house irl lol. Anyways, its session day 3 so lets get it on!!

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Paglantaw sa Bayan ng Mga Nawawalang Sundalo

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Paglantaw sa Bayan ng Mga Nawawalang Sundalo

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Doon sa amin...

Ay isang kapatagan na purong buhangin lang ang makikita hanggang sa kung saan mo abot-tanaw.

Walang malalaking daluyan ng tubig o ilog kundi mga oasis na kung hindi tuyo ay hindi naman pwede mainom dahil sa kontaminasyon o bahid ng dugo.

Ang mga pinong buhangin na dala ng hangin ang malalanghap mo.

Mga simpleng hugis kahong bahay na gawa sa bato o semento na malayo sa isa't-isa at mga watak watak na materyales sa digmaan ang iyong makikita.

Tirik na tirik ang araw at nakakapaso sa balat ang sinag nito.

Tunog ng mga baril ang maririnig mo sa kanan, at tawa-iyak ng mga maliliit na bata naman sa kaliwa.

Amoy ng pulbura na umaalingawngaw sa ilalim ng iyong ilong at masangsang na amoy ng mga labi ang malalanghap mo.

Matabang at matigas na tinapay na ilang araw nang itinago sa baul ang pagkain.

Mga patpatin at gusgusing mga tuta at kuting ang nilalaro ng mga bata.

Mga pamilyang walang ibang lugar na mapuntahan o hindi maaaring tumakas ang iyong makakasalamuha; kadalasan mga babae, matatanda o mga musmos.

Ang lider ng mga teroristang dayuhan na sumakop sa aming bayan ay kinatatakutan ng lahat.

Ang pagpatay ng kapwa tao, panghohostage o pang-aalipusta ng mad mahihina at pagtataksil sa bayan ay mga krimen na palaging nangyayari.

Ang pagpapakita ng pagmamahal ay ang pagbabahagi ng isang pamilya ang kanilang kakarampot na pagkain sa mga kasamahang nawalan ng sariling pamilya.

Maituturing na grasya ang pagsikat naman ng isang araw at pagmulat ng mata na ang pamilya'y buo pa.

Ang kulang ay isang lider na tatayo para maibalik ang puri sa bansa.

Sagana ang takot sa mukha ng taumbayan, gayon na rin ang usok na nanggagaling sa mga bombang patuloy na pumuputok.

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"Naglakaw rako pagawas sa amoa para mulaag unta labon gahagok si Lola. Diri ko miagi sa kusina para dili ko masakpan pero pagtunob pa lang nako sa gawas nakita dayon nako ang dagkong tanom ni Lola nga naggutay-gutay na sa sige nakong punit niini ug ang tangkal sa manok ni uncle sa atubangan. Ang mga gipanghayhay sa kilid mao gyud gihapon ni kolora sa mga sinina unya naa pagyud ang kahoy nga gitukod sa mismong hayhayan ug ang hamubong lubi nga murag wala nagyud mitubo o mibunga sukad. Hala no! Murag nahitabo naman gyud ni tanan. Murag... laagana na diay gyud ko sukad pa sauna?"

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Sa isang lamesa sa kusina na hindi naman sa kanila, nakatutok lang si Vanessa sa kanyang laptop habang pinupukpok ang bolpen niya sa kanyang notebook.

VANESSA:
(bumuntonghininga)
Okay, self. One step at a time.
Processing, pero laban!!!

At isinara na niya ang kanyang notebook.

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"Ang Pagdarating"
ni Vanessa Jane Jumoc

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"Externalizing the internal."

Since the last session, this particular line has really caught my attention and it has played again and again inside my head to the point where I literally asked: "How?" That's like the hardest thing if applied in many aspects of life. But in playwriting, that is one of the most basic things you have to master, it's the name of the game, or whatever you'd like to call it. This then became a challenge for a writer like me who at times is fond of abstract writing or something (idk how to describe it lol). But this internal to external thing is basically saying I have to dig deep within me and shove it all out for others to see the beauty of the concretization of my words which once were mere rubbles of dirt. Char! I have to dust off the adjectives and turn them into tangible nouns and action verbs, and admittedly it uses big brain time to always do so, to always think and think and think of the right imagery to go with your description of a thing, a scene or etc. I can't even put to words what I want to say or how I feel, what more to make them come alive!? Because of this I've also realized how important it is that when you write, you not only write 'good', but you write effectively. Anyone can be a good writer, but your effectivity and impact as a writer depends and matters on how you shape your words. How does your words translate to whoever reads it? What is this supposed to tell them? How should they feel? While the intention from the writer is final, a reader's interpretation can always be subjective. Reason why it is so important to be clear from paper to stage, especially in writing for performance. Anywho, these are all just random word vomits, but aside from learning new things, I like how I can always view them in such introspective light. It's getting a little more challenging from here on, but I know we've only just begun. More 'hauling out' from this corner 😊✊

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Inspired by the quote: “One step at a time, self.”

CHARACTER:
JANE – a 20-year old something working girl and breadwinner of the family

TIME/SETTING:
Early morning. Inside a makeshift kitchen.

Morning news is heard on the radio. JANE ties her shoelace and stands up. She walks and opens a wooden door. She inhales the fresh morning air.

JANE:
Remember, Jane. It’s just another Monday!

And she walks out the door.

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Pagkatapos ng session, bubuklatin ko ang aking notebook, ire-review ang aking notes, at isusulat ang kailangan kong gawin sa assignment para hindi ito makalimutan.

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JUST ANOTHER (PANDEMIC) MONDAY
by Vanessa Jane Jumoc

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PLAYWRITING 1 - FINAL OUTPUT_Vanessa Jane Jumoc

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JUST ANOTHER (PANDEMIC) MONDAY
by Vanessa Jane Jumoc
[Rev. 2]