NaNoWriMo Crash!
This is a personal update instead of the promised literature one. I just noticed NaNoWriMo officially starts tomorrow, by my country’s time, so I need all the motivation and concentration I can muster. I’ve always loved November, mostly because of Halloween. I’m in love with horror. What else can I say?
Last year, I tried writing a psychological thriller entitled, “Mirrorbound”. It revolved around this girl who has been having nightmares. She thinks it might run her off the deep end so she goes to see this psychiatrist. Little did she know, things were going to end a lot worse than she had expected.
Obviously, I didn’t make it. I wanted to rewrite the novel this year but I had a change of heart. Not to mention that my laptop got reprogrammed and I lost all data on it. This year, though, I plan to write a crime thriller entitled, “Kusanagi: Grass Cutter”. I know. I need to change the title.
Soundtrack of My Summer
First of all, I’d like to apologize for missing my quota schedule to post an entry every Saturday night. I just had too much work last October 03 and, of course, with too much work comes a lot of stress. My mind wasn’t that productive and I was just simply ranting so forcing myself to write an entry that time would have resulted to something resembling an insult to my dear readers. *winks at Kyle and Chris*
I have been torturing myself with too much work the past few days. Technically, I’m not a part of the college’s student government but I’ve been helping with its programs and projects. The fact that my girl friend is a part of that organization doesn’t help. The fact that I’m a lazy workaholic, I love work but I get lazy every now and then, is just insulting.
Finding time to write is like trying to find a needle in a haystack or a pornstar in the Middle East. It’s atrociously impossible, or near to that if the pornstar is as crafty as a desperate English major. Dragging myself through this self-made mess is insult to injury. I can feel my soul wincing in disappointment.
The Exorcism of Jofer Serapio
I know. My absence from this place is inexcusable. In fact, to show that I’m well aware of how unethical my action has been, I’m not even going to make up a lame excuse for it. No, sir, not a single well thought up blurb of how I ventured into the innermost depths of insanity, fought my demons on a duel atop Dante’s Inferno and sprung back, out of my personal hell and into the real world.
I am, however, obliged to tell you that while I have decided to continue my hiatus from WordPress, I am taking baby steps on Blogger. I’ve always held a high degree of respect for this place. Realizing that I may not be worthy enough to come back and take control of this domain, and mainly because Mica and Aaron lured me to that place, I have vowed to extend my leave of absence. I’ll return one day but not any time soon.
If you’re interested, you can now find me here where I talk about anything and everything supernatural with the same narcissistic flair that I’ve always exuded:
The Exorcism of Jofer Serapio
Till then,
† Jofer
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