First FanFic Published: “TUGGER ATTENDS THE BALL”

It’s March! So why am I still doing #NaNoPoblano2021? The short answer to that is I extended the challenge for myself.

I’ve explained this before: The goal was to continue blogging. It took me long to blog this last one, though. I never forgot about it. I just could not really decide which to share. I even considered posting a three-in-one. But I have made up my mind now and decided to post this little story about certain creatures that T. S. Eliot called “Jellicle Cats”. I had actually been looking for it for quite sometime but could not find the file. I wanted to post it on the fan page I am running (yes, I’m a fan girl). Lo and behold, I did find it in one of my blogs!

Day 30 of the NaNoPoblano2021 challenge, now a.k.a. “NaMarPoblano2022” (heee….) . Major Theme: “A Few of My Earliest Things”. New sub-theme: “First Published”. Related post: My Evolution as a Writer. Related page: Fiction Section.

Admittedly, I’m not into fan fiction. Because of a writing prompt, however, and my love for the Jellicle Cats, I wrote this little story. This is the FIRST FAN FICTION I EVER PUBLISHED. It revolves around the popular tom, Rum Tum Tugger. I would have focused on my fave character, Jemima, except the prompt was more specific.

Tugger Attends the Ball

First Photo Essay Published: “THE MASKED ANGELS”

Day 20 of the #NaNoPoblano2021 challenge, now a.k.a. “NaDePoblano” (heee….) . Major Theme: “A Few of My Earliest Things”. New sub-theme: “My Firsts”. Related post: My Evolution as a Writer.

The publication I worked for was focused on cancer awareness and one of its major sections focused on children with cancer. I am not sure now if the original plan was, indeed, to create a photo essay for that issue, but I wrote an essay-slash-vignette. I don’t know if I pitched the idea of using it or the inspiration came because I was assigned the section. The bosses liked it, though. This came out in the same issue as that of the article I shared last time. I guess that technically, this should be my first published article as a professional. I didn’t/don’t really consider it that way, though. For me, it’s a story.

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Now, I didn’t want to make anyone cry, but I heard feedback that it did make a few people teary-eyed. I felt good and bad–good that it was effective, bad that I didn’t want to make people cry at all, not because of cancer. I now realize while I write this that it wasn’t the first time I’d been told I made people cry. If memory serves me right, this was the fourth time that something I wrote (song, story, essay) had a similar effect. I don’t know why that is, to be honest.

The End Justifies the Journey

NOTE: This was written as a photo-essay about children in the cancer ward for The Big C magazine (January-March 2006, Children’s Hour section)

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Here where many wage wars, little heroes fight their own battles armed with a dash of hope and sprinkles of innocence, coated with a touch of loved ones’ tender loving care. Every smile has a story.

Imagination takes flight and little Masked Angels make where sweet dreams lie, to bask under the morning sun or traipse on a moonlit night calling out to friends hidden behind trees or under makeshift carton houses. “Pung! Huli ka!” they cry out racing towards the base to be saved.

They run and laugh and play. Sometimes they tumble. But heroes are made of sturdy stuff. After every fall they take a stand against unseen enemies in defiance. Sometimes, imagination flies back to the classroom—there’s the little girl he loves to…

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First Short Story/Vignette Published: “DUGO, LAMAN…KALULUWA” (“Blood, Flesh…Soul”)

Day 18 of the #NaNoPoblano2021 challenge, now a.k.a. “NaDePoblano” (heee….) . Major Theme: “A Few of My Earliest Things”. New sub-theme: “My Firsts”. Related post: My Evolution as a Writer.

I have always loved storytelling. That’s really how I started writing in gradeschool. I love fiction. So it’s no wonder that I would someday have one published.

Well, there are actually two versions. The original was written when I was a senior in high school. It’s really more of a vignette with some poetry thrown in. Then when I joined the college paper years after, I decided to share it through one of the regular columns. If I’m not mistaken, that was also my first time to write for a column. I’m not sure, though. (Will have to check on it.) I ended up sharing a second version instead. It became longer and more profound, if not moralistic, to suit the standard.

Truthfully, I’ve noticed that when I write stories in my native language, they seem to be more dramatic and meaningful. I think my style of writing in Filipino relies heavily on my use of deeper/older words that do not suit light stories.

The story here is about a young, unwed mother trying to flee from the garbage dump where she left her baby. But as she tries to run away, she is not able to hide from her conscience and her natural, maternal instincts…Now, while I like both versions, I honestly feel more fondness for the original. I wrote it with more passion. The second is the edited version that relied more on the thinking rather than the feeling.

I decided not to post a pic of the handwritten original. You might not be able to see the words, anyway. Below is the published version. Again, it’s in Filipino. One day, when I really have a lot of time in my hands, I’ll retype and translate my Tagalog stories.

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First Fictional Book I Wrote: “YOUNG AND IN LOVE”

Day 13 of the #NaNoPoblano2021 challenge. Major Theme: “A Few of My Earliest Things”. New sub-theme: “My Firsts”. Related post: My Evolution as a Writer.

Book 1In relation to my previous post, First Books I Ever Wrote, I am sharing this. It’s Book 1 of the Roseville Books series: Young and In Love. I was young then but not in love. The protagonist being Filipino serves as proof of how much I really wanted to promote our race and nationality….To emphasize, it’s all handwritten and, of course, never been published anywhere. Other than when I went to school, my books have never really left this house.

It is really amusing how silly I was as a writer. At the same time, I am proud of myself because I was able to do it. This isn’t my first-ever story, but it is my first-ever novelette. My books will never be published. I know that for a fact, but I love them just the same, shallow storyline and wrong grammar and all. 

Here is the synopsis (typed verbatim) on the back cover:

Growin’ Pains

In every girl’s life, there always will be growing pains…especially like Joey’s.

She was a bit more conservative than any girl in school. She wasn’t even much interested in boys…almost. Joey has a great crush on Ken Burtonelly, Roseville High’s star quarterback until he blew it. He was unworthy of her affection.

Meanwhile, Joey met a cute but rather intimidating guy at their own grocery store where she also worked. She hated him at first but after sometime, the feeling was fast changing into a better one for him.

Would Joey fall for him instead? Worse…would he be another wrong guy?

I shared a link above if you’re interested in knowing my writing history.

First Books I Ever Wrote: THE ROSEVILLE SERIES

Day 12 of the #NaNoPoblano2021 challenge. Major Theme: “A Few of My Earliest Things”. New sub-theme: “My Firsts”. Related post: My Evolution as a Writer.

Like I said, every writer starts somewhere. These were the FIRST BOOKS I EVER WROTE. Granted that they were not exactly typed and published, but I started my stories writing these. I wrote seven in a span of a year! Of course, the stories all seem silly to me now, but they’re my treasures.

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I made this very simple logo

Why do the titles sound like they’re books a teeny-bopper would write? Because I was 15 when I started. I gave a link above if you’re interested about these so-called “novelettes” and my whole evolution as a writer.

There are only six stories in the photo because somebody borrowed the fourth (or is it the fifth…?) and never returned it. **cry**

My Early Fiction (in order, L-R):

  1. Young and In Love (above)
  2. Once Upon a Summer
  3. Angel
  4. Mr. Bodyguard (missing)
  5. The Boy Next Door
  6. Life Alone
  7. Weave the Net of Love
  8. In Linear Perspective (UNFINISHED, not in photo)

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