Showing posts with label professor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label professor. Show all posts

Thursday, August 1, 2013

A core in a crust!

I plunged my fears and swam across depths of time and space.

First time.

I would taste the pleasure of emotions in words.

It was a trance.

A temporary exit to the power-playing people around me in the real-now.

I began to find the answers to my complicated ideas, deconstructing and reconstructing every word; trying to separate water and oil.

I would like to think, there is a knife on my neck and every wrong move I make would slit a cut on my throbbing throat like killing a helpless chicken.

Maybe, I can become what I dream now.

In this development of technology, words and letters are like people talking to me face to face.

Connecting…

/rosevocations.arrowtarget

This is an exerpt from my fiction story "Net Chat," on iwrotefiction.blogspot.com

The internet birthed with me, we lived together and collaborate; the World Wide Web.

Seriously, I always tell myself, I am an android built with a heart. The other me.  It is happy and sad.  But it has to be like this for me as a writer.

Once, one of my professors told me (way back my MFA days), "Always let go when you write."

I said, "No, I won't.  It is scary."

Dr. Marj Evasco, "Why?"

"I may not be able to come back," I answered.

It was a sincere conversation.  

I thank GOD for these moments.

/rosevoc2 on huntprayerpoems.wordpress.com

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Rebecca, Three Scary Stories in Filipino

Friday, September 25, 2009

An Introduction

Rebecca. This story is my first entry to the world of fiction.

I couldn't think of anything more interesting than this one during birthing. This came to me when Sir Isagani Cruz required us to write one fiction story. And so I tried to bleed this during the workshop with Sir Charlson Ong and Sir Medina. Oh --- it did not impress them, but they thought my idea was convincing, and so I tried to improve it. I don't know if Sir Isagani remembers how I conceived this story, but I really told the whole class about it. I was not ashamed and maybe they understood me. I knew I have to polish this story.

Later, Sir Bisa helped me repair this fiction and thanks to him because I was able to decide with the title, "Rebecca." Do you know about the strong woman Rebecca, or Shakespeare's Rosalind? I just had thoughts about this. Then, Rebecca was published in Liwayway - under the authors page (Bagong Manunulat) and Sir Reynaldo Duque helped me with this story again. My story got a lot of bumpy roads without any prize. But then, this was my first fiction and what is important to me is to GET PUBLISHED and READ. Sir Dan Meneses, included it in his anthology titled "30 Piling Kuwento 2003" and was edited by Sir R. Duque. And so, I got to my goal and contentment "My prize was enough here and more than any distinction the world could give me - working with these respected writers and editors was the best prize I could ever have. Truly, it gave me a chance to prove myself in the world of writing and sharing literature.

I thank GOD for this.

Are you ready to see the ghost in me?

Go work the puzzles.

My fiction and stories are for you.

I wrote for you,
Rosalinda Flores - Martinez, 2009

http://iwrotefiction.blogspot.com

http://rfvietnamrose09.blogspot.com

In June. St. Hannibal, pray for us!