Lunched Out

Because I was up late last night because of the Vice Presidential Candidates' Open Forum on ABS-CBN, I woke up at lunch time today. That cut my productivity rate, especially since later the afternoon I was already scheduled to get to school to finally receive my toga and programme for my graduation this Wednesday. The heat was still being a pain in the ass, as evident by my shorter than usual short fuse. Thankfully, everything came into place as I waited things out. I got my haircut, which lasted for about an hour (God, I hate these things), before we headed off to Seafront Bread Shop to enjoy a Neptune Pizza (mussels, shrimps and squid pizza). Mom, my sister Joy, my cousin Sherry and Khalleen were all there to enjoy the giant plate with me. It was a little unnerving how the waitress kept staring at me though. I think I might have reminded her of her little brother in the old country.

As of this time, all five of my recent literary deviations have been favorited once, with the exception of Life in Depression which now has three (3) favorites.

Pepe Out!

† Jofer

Normal day, Back on dA

Last night, I posted five (5) literary deviations on my deviantART account with varying awesomeness, though most of them are failures. They vary in titles and themes such as: Dear Greasemonkey (fiction in letter form), Why You'll Never (hatepoem), Life in Depression (non-fiction), Words (fiction) and Vampires Don't Drink Coffee (creative non-fiction). So, yeah, don't forget to check them all out. I'd love to hear feedback, even the scathing ones. We can't all survive on sugar, you know. The Library Lounge on deviantART accepted all five of my new deviations to their gallery so I guess that makes them read-able for some people. Now I'm thinking of venturing into digital arts or photography as a side passion. Weird since I can't do both well.

Days ago, a friend asked for me to proofread his work but today Yahoo Mail! was on a glitch so I couldn't email him back. My sister couldn't send emails too so it's possibly a glitch. Thankfully, later this evening, things went back to normal. Man, Yahoo! should maintain its good service or it may risk losing a majority of its users.

So instead of getting all worked up for the setback, I instead focused on and finished modifying my old resume. I downloaded my jobstreet one as well which means I now have two resumes on hand. Talk about being too excited to go to work.

To end the irritating day, I cooled my head by watching Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (HP6), which is still good in movie format, though I think it's much more better in book form. Of all Rowling's Potter Books, I do have a special place for it in my heart. It's tied with Tales of Beedle the Bard, of course. I have yet to read Deathly Hallows and that's a little painful to admit but, hey, it's just about finding the right time to read it now thanks to Marx and his e-book copies!

Pepe Out!

† Jofer

Writer Tattoo

I just uploaded Diamond Supernova last night and it now has six favorites! For me, that's already a big deal. It's also featured in two of my writing groups: Writers-Club and quill-cafe.

I'm still not finished with the 3rd scene of the first chapter of my attempted novel though so it's not that great of a week. I aim to finish it tonight but I've also got a runny nose and I feel tired so I might not succeed with that plan.

Tomorrow, I won't have classes but I'll be at school to do some things. I'll bring my laptop along so I can write my stories. 

Darn, I should have bought that flash drive with internet access!

ATI-ATIHAN WILL BE A THREE DAY BREAK? LIKE WTF!

† Jofer

Diamond Supernova License

I came up with a new poem earlier.

It's entitled, "Diamond Supernova". I was going to use the title "Colors" or "Color Supernova" but I decided to go with the aforementioned former just as I was about to finish the whole piece. I also decided not to publish it right away, taking a cue from `Beccalicious, to avoid whacking the first draft and give enough time to develop and edit the piece. So, instead, I published it on deviantART the night before I went to sleep. By publish, I mean put on my gallery. I don't mean that I got published with any consolation whatsoever. By consolation, I mean money, payment, and fame - even just a glint of which would be nice soon.

From my tone, you've probably figured out that I'm a little bit downhearted because of the continued silence with my writing but I'm not, I shouldn't be, too engrossed with the feeling because tomorrow will still be another day. I just need to hold on, keep fending off the quitterbugs and fight to survive with my writing determination, including my poetic and literary license, still in tact.

Why, yes, officer! I'd love to accompany you tonight while you go raiding dangerous drunks with guns with your other cop friends in the middle of the perilous night.

On another note, yeah, the Facebook and deviantshare widgets on this blog are being screwy again. Just installed a Yahoo! Messenger Ping Box recently so if you want to chat with me in private, you can now. Yes, the chat will be between us - just you and me - and you can be anonymous so it'll be fun...or whatever. Just message me, I'm really lonely. :< <---- lonely face.

ATI-ATIHAN IS SO NEAR YOU CAN SMELL VACATION!

† Jofer

Art of Defiance

I can't remember what my last "most favorited" deviation was but it's Chestnut Glow now. The prose is my first foray into horror and macabre but like what a reader had commented on its page, it reads more like a psychological study. My characters are still believable and the twist was superbly written, readers agree. Chestnut Glow has 28 comments and 8 favorites as of press time. It also has 69 views.

"I couldn't quite tell where the story was going until it got there - the mark of an excellent twist. Well done. And what man has not felt that murderous urge rise up in him at the pain of rejection, if only for a split-second, before reason, ethics, and social conditioning shove it back down?" FakeKraid, a deviant like myself, commented.

"Yeah, the twist was the best part. The suspense and horror elements were weaker. It reads more like a psychological study than a horror story. Not to say that it's boring or poorly written - it isn't either of those. The acumen with which you describe the man's initial impressions of Anne, and the process by which infatuation turns to love is quite clear." He adds. "But there's no sense of uneasiness."

That means I still have a long way to go. Still, the story depended on the twist and it delivered well, even though I would have wanted people to get scared. Just keep on practicing, dodo head. Keep on writing and we'll get there, no matter how many drafts I have to write.

Speaking of deviantART, Writer's Workshop has been helping me greatly with my writing. The recently concluded YOU Workshop, hosted by the ever generous `lovetodeviate, had me learning new things including style and meter and even writing at my own pace. My entry here was Being the Bigger Man and it came out weird, mostly because it was rushed. I could come up with lots of excuses, like it was the holidays and I was feeling lazy the whole time, but it wouldn't be justified. A good and real writer, or a really good writer, is always eager to learn and improve.

Writing is a craft where no one ever becomes a master, a famed writer whose name I can't remember once said.

† Jofer

I Won the Co-Authorship Contest at deviantART

Yes. I won the contest. It was a hard fought battle and I'm just glad that I wrote impressively (pertaining to my standards). It's been some time since I wrote something that long and made sense.

Ruta Emilia, the contest starter and my co-author, will be on hiatus from the internet for a while so I guess that gives me enough time to take a breather and write some practice drafts. If all things go as planned, I may be spending most of my writing time with her. I believe it'll do me some good, especially with my disciplinary issues.

Click me for more information.

† Jofer

Set Me Free

Latest Literature Deviation: Set Me Free.

It's supposed to be the Second Chapter of the novel, "Three Steps from Hell", that my fellow deviant, Ruta Emilia, is writing. She sponsored a contest, on deviantART, wherein the participants were required to write the said second chapter and that one's my lame attempt at an entry. Anything to practice my writing veins, I guess. I enjoyed the experience though, distractions included. I just hope I didn't make a mockery of her novel by introducing such a sexist and horrific write-up.

I am an avid fan of House, M.D., both of the show and of the character. There's just something about the stingy old man that speaks to me. Maybe it's my future that I see whenever he spreads gloom and doom in the television screen. Scary thought but true, nonetheless. We both like challenging ourselves intellectually, we are both addicted to pain and despair and we're both complete asses to people we know and love. The only difference is that he's a genius while I'm a struggling starving writer.

On an episode, he said this to Dr. Foreman and Thirteen:

"If you don't split, you must quit."

He was, of course, referring to their romantic relationship and the fact that it had gotten in the way of their work. I'm not really a fan of interoffice romance, hence why I hated Jim and Pam in the Office when they got around to being engaged. I view myself in college as a sandbox for professionalism. As much as I like, I try and practice that aspect of my humanity, for the lulz and in preparation of when I finally venture into corporate society. That should explain why my girlfriend isn't from my current school.

† Jofer

Mark Twain, smite them please.

One more week till my classes start and the Three Steps from Hell co-author contest by Ruta officially ends.

To tell you the truth, I have yet to start with my attempt at a decent contest entry. I still have to install Microsoft Office and Microsoft Encarta on our desktop computer. It's the one my sister and my dad use, though my dad and I both have our own laptops.

I went to the registrar's office to have my grades checked. My mom and dad have been nagging me to have my grades evaluated so I can get into another scholarship. I already have one, under dad's shipping company, but they still want me to get this one. I am pretty confident with my academic standing, even though I rarely study and review. I'm not a fan of memorizing stuff that won't really matter in the end. An old girlfriend tells me I can't unleash my true potential that way. I usually win over her using this quote:

"I never let my schooling interfere with my education."
~Mark Twain.

See? Even Mark Twain thought school is pretty boring. It's all a bunch of prerequisites for a diploma. If only we didn't need diplomas, I'd have a published author mentor me. Going through all sorts of unnecessary crap is a bit troublesome. What we want we don't always get.

That because I have to go back to school tomorrow since one of my professors hasn't submitted my grade on her class yet. Plus, I need to ask permission from the VP to take two extra Theology subjects for something I don't really understand.

After I post this entry, I'm going out to start a draft for Ruta's contest. It's practice and I need all the practice I can get if I want to be an author someday.

Damn Restaurant City for distracting me.

† Jofer