Saturday, January 13, 2007

alOng wiTh tHe peOpLe iNsiDe


I told my mother, fretfully, that the second short story I'm submitting in Fiction class doesn't sound like the first one. And I mumbled about not having a voice yet, that signature style, blah blah.

She tsk-tsked. Tas sabi niya, "Don't limit yourself. You're seventeen, damn it."

Words to that effect

Yey.

PS - Can anyone buy me more trashy novels from the Great Finds Bookstore at the Loyola Heights Condo? I think they're closing, since it's an inventory sale or sumathing like it. Sige na oh, 75 pesos lang. All the trashy greats are there -- those books a step up from floofy chicklit and a little bit below straight-up porn. Please?

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