This might not turn out to be coherent enough to be a proper movie review. It sure won’t show off an informed opinion of the historical biopic. I guess this would just be a documentation of my thoughts and feelings after watching the film Heneral Luna. I have a strong inkling I would need to go back to these someday, to refresh and remember. As a kid in school I looked forward to the challenge of Math and English, while cringing at the very thought of my Filipino and History subjects. I hated the dates, the strange-sounding names of people, places…
Jay E. Tria
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Sometime this year, I decided I’m going to be an author. That was around Holy Week I think. Come to think of it, this is the second year in a row that my epiphanies came after Easter, and they felt so real and intense that I actually acted on them. It’s not a bad yearly habit to fall into. So there I was, trimming down an old manuscript and finishing another one, when I found out about StrangeLit, a paranormal/urban fantasy writing workshop sponsored by Buqo and Bronze Age Media. I thought, writing workshop? Yes please! Then, paranormal? I don’t know……
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“Go out with a stereotypical romance novel hero WHO ISN’T YOUR TYPE.” Avid reader and art student Steph is participating in a monthly blog challenge to Live Like Fiction, and this was the task for October. When Grayson, former co-captain of her university rugby team, walks into her class, she knows it’s meant to be – she has to go out with this guy. Even if she’s never been attracted to big, hunky, athletic types. With Grayson’s “player” reputation off the field, Steph thinks he’ll be good for one date that’ll be worth blogging about, and that’s it. But you…
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Stacy missed the excitement of the World Cup, but when a certain incognito guest checks into her dad’s inn, not even her craziest soccer dreams could have prepared her for this golden goal. I know nothing about soccer. Or most sports for that matter. That’s why I was excited to read and review this book. Stacy was stuck in a beautiful resort island in Greece, interning for her father who she doesn’t usually get to spend too much time with. Doesn’t paint a such terrible picture, does it? But Stacy was supposed to go to Brazil with her best friend…
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My second baby Songs of Our Breakup is out! *jumpshot* I’ve been hearing lovely things from the handful of people who’ve read it, and one common comment is that the book needs a soundtrack. Well, it kind of does have a soundtrack. Unofficially, that is. Writing for me usually requires a vacuum. But sometimes, writing requires a playlist. It made sense that I needed music to write a story about an indie rock band, taking on the task of penning lyrics for the first time ever. I was ambitious, I know. But it was super fun. The words came to me at the oddest…
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It all started with a conversation about missed Saturdates, bucket lists, and the year we are turning 30. Then my friend Hazel and I realized we both had a dormant dream – to dance and jump around with our shirts sticking to our skin in a music festival. And boy did it happen.