Inside of Me.

My sword is my pencil…
My shield is my eraser…
My battlefield is my notebook…
I am a writer…
A knight of art…
A knight of words…

This is what I believe in and I hope my fellow writers believe this too in their own way. We fight against the forces of despair and boredom. Without writers, there would not be works of art to read. Books have changed the world in their own way and each word, sentence, paragraph, story, and novel has made its impact in someone’s heart and mind.

Believe in what you are and in what you can do as an artist.

I am a loyal knight under the Royal Court of Creativity.

Be inspired!

#anotheraspiringwriter

Travel.

The sky went from bright and clear blue to sullen grey in less than five minutes. Everyone was wondering about the extremely sudden change in weather. A low rumble echoed from high above our heads. Small flashes appeared from behind the grey shroud and judging by the erratic movements in the clouds, it was time to go. A voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

“Brother, it’s time to go back home. Our Dad needs us.”

I look up and give her a timid smile.

“You’re right, Sis, we can’t keep them waiting any longer.”

I got up from the grass I was sitting on in the middle of an open field. People around him always say to stay indoors during a thunderstorm, especially when this one looks dangerous. I’d just laugh at them and tell them not to worry. My sister and I could never stay inside during a thunderstorm. We had our reasons, but no one ever asked us what they were, so we just kept them to ourselves.

“This storm isn’t going away anytime soon, unless we get moving.”

“I know Sis, I just hate going from place to place so quickly. We never get to keep in touch with the friends we make in one place and we have to make new ones in some other place,” I sighed.

“Don’t worry, I think Dad just wants us to visit and we’ll be back here before you know it.”

“Lightning doesn’t strike the same place twice.”

“We don’t have to come back to the same exact spot and I’m sure they’ve proven that wrong already. Let’s go before Dad comes to fry us.”

“Okay.”

My hands lit up, which was routine for me and my sister, and began to spark. The skies above became violent and the rumbling was louder. A familiar tingle coursed through my body as my vision went white. I raised my left hand into the air and a loud crack sounded. A heat consumed me and a loud rush of air passed  my ears.

In a second, we found ourselves in a new place. It was so foreign, but the smell of burnt grass filled my nose like it always did. I look around and see our parents waiting for us with open arms.

“So son, how was the trip?”

“Same as usual, Mom, lightning fast.”

I smile.

*I was inspired to write that as I was watching the lightning play across the clouds outside my window the other night. It was a nice thought to dream about before I went to bed. Yes, I’m inspired and I’ve been working on my manuscripts, but not quite on the queries and synopses. I’m still looking at samples and trying to learn from them. I hope to get out some drafts soon.

What’s been inspiring you lately?

Well, if you have any concept in mind, even if it’s just a drabble, just get it out. There’s never any harm in expressing yourself on a sheet of paper. It feels great after.

Have a mind full of ideas, a heart full of inspiration, and spirit full of energy. Be inspired!

Hope you like my little drabble!

#anotheraspiringwriter

Forgotten…

Just something that popped into my head, inspired from one of my chats with a good friend. Here goes…

That day was just like every other day for her, plain and simple. Classes were just about over when the bell rang its glorious melody. She and her three friends were already heading out the door and along the corridor. She was deep in thought about the things she had to do for the evening, when something out of the ordinary happened. She wasn’t sure she heard right, but she did feel something.

“This is gonna be a fun out of town trip, just us three!” She heard her friend say loudly.

“But wait, there are four people here,” she thought. It stung. It was a whole different kind of pain. She couldn’t understand why one of the people she thought was her dearest friend could exclude her like she wasn’t even there. She looked at each of them pointedly, trying to get their attention, but still nothing. She wondered why she was suddenly being ignored by them when they were just talking an hour ago.

She bolted down the corridor, not caring if they called her back, but she clearly heard that no name was called as she left. In record time, she was outside of the school and on the sidewalk. She didn’t care where she was heading or who she might bump into, so she just kept walking until she reached a crossing. She didn’t notice the speeding car a couple feet away as she stepped onto the road. She had no time to even be shocked by the car coming her way.

“Did that car just pass through me?”

 

Well, it’s been a while since I posted a flash fiction/short story (I’m not totally sure what to classify it as). I’m sure this is a common scene/plot/idea in some novels, but I promise I didn’t copy it from anywhere. I’ve missed being able to write smoothly ever since I was on vacation. Now that school’s back, I’m feeling the stress and my creative juices are up to speed.

Be creative! Be inspired!

 

#anotheraspiringwriter

Hmmm…

I was supposed to post  something last Monday, according to my blogging schedule, but something kept stopping me. It was like when I had the page open to start a new post, I’d instantly forget what I was supposed to write.

Last night, I had an epiphany.

I realized that I got my muse back. Seems contradicting, right? Yes, well, it was because she didn’t want me in front of the computer, but she wanted me buried in a notebook with a pencil in my hand. I’ve gone back to continuing my novel series, working on my second manuscript.

There are some other ideas buzzing in my head, which will be keeping me busy, along with school work. I’ll definitely try not neglecting this blog.

Be inspired today and everyday!

 

#anotheraspiringwriter

A Nervous Feel…

…is currently running down my spine. My mentor asked for my permission to let one of his friends, who is more experienced in writing and may have a lot opinions, read my manuscript. Of course, I said “yes”, but I’m a bit anxious of what he could say about my amateur work. I’m totally getting myself ready for any negative feedback, which I’m expecting to be present, a lot.

Well, I’m back to school and I can already feel the stress of requirements and expectations of professors. The creative spirit in me is beginning to prowl around my mind. I’m bound to be back into writing, which I have to juggle.

So far, I think I’ll be making posts on Mondays, Thursdays, Saturdays, and Sunday, as a temporary blogging schedule.

Let’s do what we live for, making art. Let’s be inspired.

I’m off to do some schoolwork!

 

#anotheraspiringwriter

My Very First Blog Award!

After a day of completing my religious obligations for Good Friday, I come home to my blog and find a very delightful comment. It’s one I wasn’t really expecting this soon as a beginning blogger, but nonetheless extremely appreciated. I remember my starting week as a new blogger, searching around wordpress and seeing blogs with different awards. I always wondered what it would feel like to post one of these on my own blog. So, here it is…

It’s the Sunshine Award! 😀

The Sunshine Award!

This came from Amy of Pen Names and Other Escapes, whose blog I discovered about a week ago, more or less.

Now, onto the 3 things I must do.

1.) A HUGE THANK YOU to you, Amy for the award. It warms my heart to receive this as my very first award.

2.) 10 Things About Myself:

  1. I am a proud Filipino.
  2. I am left-handed.
  3. I love to write fiction (obviously!).
  4. I am an only child.
  5. I like to dance, but I don’t really have the guts to perform.
  6. I have one manuscript (still to be polished even more) and two WIPs.
  7. I write songs once in a while.
  8. I LOVE DOGS!!!
  9. I am a frustrated artist (drawing, sketching, etc.), but on the other hand, I now paint with words.
  10. I am a registered nurse.

3.) The 5 Blogs that make me smile:

  1. The Literary Mom
  2. Lori Lane’s Blog
  3. Need a Forward Push?
  4. Robotic Rhetoric
  5. fabis2na93

You may choose to accept this or not. I just want to let you guys know that these blogs make me smile. Please check them out!

This award has totally made my day!

May this day and everyday be full of inspiration!

 

#anotheraspiringwriter

My Vacation is Soon Over.

It sucks! Well, not really. Going back to school does have its perks.

I somehow get a lot of inspiration and writing done when I’m stressed, specifically academic stress. This means on top of my school work, I’ll have to find a way around working on my two projects and my contest entry. Hopefully, I’ll also get some good material for this blog I feel like I’m starting to neglect. (which I won’t let happen!)

Have a great day of inspiration!

 

#anotheraspiringwriter