My book as a podcast episode. Man, that sounds cool. Songs of Our Breakup is episode 4 of the #romanceclass podcast. Now I’ve seen it performed live at FilReadercon last year, and while there is no rush like it, it’s a different feeling entirely hearing it (again and again and again) in its pure audio format. Here Gio Gahol plays Shinta and also reads the narration, while Rachel Coates plays Jill. The tilts in their voices, the pauses, the giggles and laughing smirks (hee) happen differently, and it’s just wonderful. Here’s a short description of the book to start you off. And don’t forget…
Jay E. Tria
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The #romanceclass podcast comes with a few extras! Listen to an interview below with Ana Tejano, author of Fall Like Rain. Here she talks about the book, shares her thoughts and feels on hearing the podcast episode for the first time, and also tells us something about her next book!
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I realize this is my second 2015 year-end post, and there will be some overlapping highlights. I guess the double-post of sorts is testament to how remarkable last year had been. And I did turn 30, technically. But going into 2015 I thought that’s all this year will be: the one when I turned another decade, wherein I would embark in a more serious hunt for anti-aging implements that worked, and I would solemnly swear that I’d watch what I eat, and that I would figure out if I like my day job enough. But I think it’s that fear exactly, of…
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2015—at least the latter part of it—was the year I came out of my writing closet. I closed my eyes, jumped, and found a lot of things waiting for me after the fall. It was awesome. When I decided to take note of these things, I found a surprisingly long list. Apparently since July this year, I was able to:
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Aaaand episode 3 is up! This one is an excerpt from Blast from Two Pasts by Kristel S. Villar. Here you will meet the sexy-swearing Lucas Lobregat (that is not a spoiler, I swear), read by Gio Gahol, and Cara, read by Rachel Coates. Who is Lucas Lobregat, you ask?
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This day could best be described as a day of leisurely cramming. Day 3 and 4 was dedicated to music-festivaling, because really that was the entire point of this trip. This day therefore, day 5, was our last full day, since the next day was the one wherein we fly back home to Manila (sadness). So tired and bruised though we were from two consecutive days of dancing under the sun, Hazel and I were still hell-bent on getting the most out of our last day in Tokyo.