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What Really Happened

In Uncategorized on September 17, 2017 at 4:44 pm

What really happened has been added to the ever thickening notes of bond paper and next on the plate is to sketch a scene from this notes. The scene is a verbal thumbnail, just a study of the action and the emotion that would drive this novel. I have no idea how long this would take, but as soon as this is done, the first word of the first chapter will begin. The novel will begin.

In the meantime, I arrange my writing nook upstairs so the I do not face a window. I also need to print the a single page that lists the Cast of Characters. And then I prep the writing table with pins, index cards, pens, and more bond papers.

In non-writing news, I went to the Brooklyn Book Festival this morning and scored the following:


• A Time for Everything by Karl Ove Knausgaard

• McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

• A Planet for Rent by Yoss

• Super Extra Grande by Yoss

• The Boy in the Earth by Fuminori Nakamura

• Last Winter, We Parted by Fuminori Nakamura

• The Thief by Fuminori Nakamura

• The Gun by Fuminori Nakamura

Stage Plays:

• The Revisionist by Jesse Eisenberg

• The Christians by Lucas Hnath

• Trudy and Max In Love by Zoe Kazan

Interviews (Non-Fiction):

• J.D. Salinger  (The Last Interview)

• David Foster Wallace (The Last Interview)

Now I prep dinner: linguini with tomatoes and basil (from the balcony garden) and melon and cucumber saled with mint and lime (from Fairway produce).




In Uncategorized on September 10, 2017 at 7:23 am

The writing resumes.

All major characters have been named and their backstories written down, ink on paper.

Next in line is writing down “What Really Happened” — that one event that will be the heart of this novel. Two flowcharts of how this will be approached have been written down as well and I just need to think hard about each of them before I begin drafting what really happened. Once this is one, what really happened will then be parsed and scattered towards three acts. And then I can begin page one, chapter one. I don’t give myself deadline over this although I have four days all to myself and we will see if I can do this during one of those midnight to five a.m. writing sessions.

Non-writing stuff:

• Turned a year older yesterday. Celebrated with San Miguel beer and sisig at Max’s. Then bought some kitchen staples at the store next door, including fried tuyo which will be tuysilog today.

• Also headed to CostCo for refilling household staples like bath tissue and vitamins and the all important AMC cinema tickets as Oscar contenders will begin screenings soon.

• Then headed to Trader Jones for a dozen bottles of vino, mostly Malbec and Rioja and the token champagne as Mimosa ingredient.

• Finally had dinner at a neighborhood joint where I had black pasta arrabiata and Joy had hanger steak over fried rice. We both agree that there is a Pinoy in the kitchen as the beef was prepped ala tapa  — sugared and soy sauced. The fried rice was also excellent. The Rioja that we got is named Siglo. Muy excelente!

• On TV, I am looking forward to Top of the Lake: China Girl.

• As for films, I have a list culled from the NYT about all the must-sees. I’m really excited to see The Killing of a Sacred Deer and Three Billboards Outside Ebbing Missouri.

• I have yet to see what the theater scene would be like this season.

Now I prep breakfast and grab the Sunday papers.

Writing Breaks

In Uncategorized on August 29, 2017 at 3:59 am

All major characters have been named and there are name studies for the supporting cast as well. Two of the main characters have introduced themselves to me, background details and all. More important, they have shown their scars, the one thing that will either redeem or damn them. Character is destiny and that’s all you need to know about plot.

I get two writing breaks this week.

One break is the root canal which I have just done, which is why I am awake at this ungodly hour of 3.47 ayem not writing (blogging is the very opposite of writing, and yes, bloggers are not writers.) Two painkillers which made me woozy as fuck  —  the kind that you are so dizzy you can’t sleep  — is starting to wear off. The dizziness is gone. And now the pain that only root canal can inflict is starting to creep in. I have taken a couple of Tylenol instead of the prescribed control substance as I cannot afford to be a zombie during daytime when errands and house chores and writing need to be ticked off a list.

The second break is a Bermuda break where we get to enjoy pink sands and good company for four days and three nights. Books and booze will be had with total disregard to the shackles that is 9 to 5. We are going to do snorkeling, boating (the kind with sails and you guess it, an open bar), and parasailing. I might also do some writing.

I wrote a full-length stage play early this year and I might have some news.

Now I either read or attempt to go back to sleep.