Waking up beside you after an excruciating day, makes me believe that I can survive yet another lifetime.
Teaser: One of my beta readers (slash incredibly supportive friends) asked once— of all the beautiful places in the Philippines, why did I choose the quaint town of Sagada, Mt. Province as the setting for my first ever book project.
Today, I caught a glimpse of the date and realized that first month of the year just ended. Sounds cliché but the time indeed went by so fast.
Looking back, did I accomplish anything writing wise over the past months? Let’s see:
It started with some incoherent thoughts. Then eventually, a few simple paragraphs followed that turned into several chapters. I hungered, got drunk and wrote more each day. Writing freed me from the madness, from the real world, from myself.