6 Filipinos With Swoon-Worthy Handwriting You’ll Meet at the Manila Pen Show 2023

Everyone’s most formative memories have to do with learning to write in script. The satisfaction of looking at your immaculate, handwritten notes is something everyone can relate to even today, in the advent of technology that has taken us away from the simple act of...

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 30: “five years.”

I celebrate 5 years with my lover and the time feels surreal, still. A tumultuous couple of years was enough for us to understand that ‘no matter what’ are empty words until you have buckled under the weight of such a promise. It was the first time we didn’t think the...

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 29: “sometimes love is not enough to pull yourself together.”

I read a story recently that broke my heart. A man yearns for his — friend? ex-lover? they never quite figured it out — paralyzed by the realization of his persisting fondness. His friend asks him what went wrong. ‘It wasn’t what he wanted. Or so I thought. Maybe it...

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 28: “untitled.”

I want to be disappointed, but I am not surprised — and for that alone I am disappointed. Feeling let down by my own inability to finish something when it’s due, when it’s something I wanted for myself, not for anyone else. My brain screams for words to put on paper....

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 27: “three a.m.”

I’ve found that I am ill-prepared for tragedy—whether big or small. My brain stops functioning and my throat seizes up and all my frail body could do is call someone—anyone—to tell me what to do. I’ve found that I am useless and panicked and overcome with ferocious...

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 30: “five years.”

I celebrate 5 years with my lover and the time feels surreal, still. A tumultuous couple of years was enough for us to understand that ‘no matter what’ are empty words until you have buckled under the weight of such a promise. It was the first time we didn’t think the...

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NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 28: “untitled.”

I want to be disappointed, but I am not surprised — and for that alone I am disappointed. Feeling let down by my own inability to finish something when it’s due, when it’s something I wanted for myself, not for anyone else. My brain screams for words to put on paper....

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NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 27: “three a.m.”

I’ve found that I am ill-prepared for tragedy—whether big or small. My brain stops functioning and my throat seizes up and all my frail body could do is call someone—anyone—to tell me what to do. I’ve found that I am useless and panicked and overcome with ferocious...

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NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 22: “the fall of icarus.”

When Icarus flew too close to the sun, was anyone there to catch him? When the wax, the feathers, and the sticks from his arms melted away to nothingness, who was there to hear him scream? I hope that wherever he fell—whether deep ocean blue or tides of sand or...

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