It’s 10:30 in the evening and I’m writing this from the Cardinal Santos Hospital, where my dad is confined (but should be released soon.) On Friday, I’m leaving. I’m going to grab my suitcase and take to the skies. I think I need to say it again because I don’t quite believe it myself: I’m […]
My good friend, Val, is walking down the aisle this November. I used to spend all of my Saturdays with Val. We were 14-years-old and just beginning to know the world. So we navigated through it together, pretending we were grown-ups, convinced with youthful conceit that we knew exactly what we were doing. (We didn’t.) […]
We are sitting in a circle at a cafe near the south, talking about future love and what we’d like to be called someday. Everyone pipes in with ideas ranging from pastries (“honeybun”) to classic terms of endearment (“darling”). We are young and single and we do not really know what to expect other than […]
Nora Ephron wrote an article with the same title and in it she talked about New York city and her apartment. It was such a simple article and after reading it, I remember something I picked up from Carisse during our Better Story spoken word poetry workshop last month: Respect where you came from. It […]
My bag’s a mess. My bag has always been a mess. My bag’s an ugly mess but it’s also a beautiful mess of stories. Let me tell you some of them, Daniel Handler (Why We Broke Up*) style. *Why We Broke Up is a YA novel about a girl named Ming who literally goes through […]
It is the summer of 1965 and Sam and Suzy are in love. This is the premise around which Wes Anderson’s Moonrise Kingdom is set. Sam Shakusky is a 12-year-old Khaki Scout whose parents died when he was young. None of the other boy scouts like him all that much. Suzy Bishop has three brothers and a […]
I woke up at 8:30 this morning to the news of the Boston Marathon bombings. I saw the news (“3 dead, hundreds injured”) and the tweets (“How could this happen? The world is so full of evil.”) and just didn’t know how to react to it all. A few hours later, I saw Dove’s beauty […]
