Technically NOT a monthly synopsis. Quick and messy life update! (+ a giveaway!)

Hey all! With the sudden 10-day vacation courtesy of the ASEAN Summit being held here in the Philippines (note: this supposed vacation is a complete scam — but more on that later), together with the equally sudden realization that I haven’t really updated you guys on what’s going on with me outside of my blog, I decided to write up a quick post before continuing to battle against the mountain of academic requirements (I’d like to say that I’m currently winning, but that’s really just my wishful thinking).

In an attempt to put a little orderliness in this post, I’m going to break things down into three sections: PAST, CURRENTLY, and FUTURE. I know, I know. I’m not very creative. But bear with me!

Here we go.



10 reasons to pick up Heart of Mist by Helen Scheuerer (and a giveaway!)

Hello! Today marks the start of the first ever blog tour for Helen Scheuerer’s YA fantasy debut novel, Heart of Mist, which was just recently published last August. To kick things off, I’ve decided to prepare a quick feature enumerating ten reasons why I think Heart of Mist is the next book you should definitely pick up and read!

If I’m being honest, if I were asked to list all the things I adore about this book, I doubt I’d ever run out of things to say. Heart of Mist is one of my favorite reads of 2017! With that said, having to narrow everything wonderful and spectacular about it to just ten points was quite the challenge for me. Still, I’m hoping that by the end of this post, I’ve successfully convinced you to, at the very least, look into what Heart of Mist has to offer.


Wrapping up May 2017 (and a half-hearted promise that I’ll be blogging more frequently)

As I mentioned in my monthly synopsis for April 2017, blogging inactivity is to be expected because of college finals, among other academic requirements for the semester. I’d elaborate on the kind of month-long hell I had to go through, but at this point, I just want to put all of that behind me so let’s not even go there. What matters is that I survived, and I’m still here, writing to all of you.

But I digress. Here’s another really pitiful monthly synopsis of my blogging!


Wrapping up April 2017 (and why you should expect more blog inactivity)

And just like that, April is already drawing to a bittersweet close. I describe it as bittersweet because April has been an unbelievably hectic month for me, and I cannot be happier to rid myself of it. However, the incoming month promises to be a lot busier and perhaps even crazier. What with it being the last leg of my college semester and all. But I’ll elaborate on this later on.

My wrap-up post for April 2017 will most likely be shorter and less substantial than my previous monthly synopsis for March 2017 because — cue dramatic pause — I’ve blogged even less frequently this time around. Yep, given my prolonged inactivity, I didn’t think this was possible either.


Wrapping up March 2017 (and re: Shealea joined a poetry-writing competition)

Hello there! It’s nearly two weeks into the month of April, and I’ve only had the time to wrap up last month now (what with this week being Holy Week and all). Things have been incredibly exhausting and insanely hectic lately, and as such, I’ve been left with little to no room to write for the sake of writing (as opposed to writing for the completion of academic requirements).

I think it’s pretty obvious that I failed to anticipate the sudden increase in deadlines and college work, which would explain the gradual decline of my online presence and activity here in my blog. It’s sad, really, because I was very motivated to publish a lot of fresh content and to write unapologetically. But life doesn’t make adjustments for anyone. I’m the one who’s tasked with the obligation to learn how to adapt.

I’m incoherently babbling, sorry. Let’s proceed with the wrapping up part of this post!


Life Upside Down – a guest post by Cary Denault

“Your baby has Down syndrome.”

Those five words changed my life. I was in the hospital, deliriously happy after giving birth to my firstborn son, when a pediatrician came in to break the news. I’d never met him—he happened to be on call at the nearby pediatric center—and I’ll never forget the look on his face as he sat down. He said that my son had a genetic disorder. That there was no cure. That he was deeply sorry and would do all he could to help me get through the next few days.

He was as kind and compassionate as a doctor can be when turning your whole life upside down.