Tag: writing

It’s 7 am and I’m up! And I had a night sleep! OH MY GOD! Unbelievable. 😂 Ok. Enough inside jokes. I haven’t blog much…

Sewing! Yes, I decided to go back to sewing clothes, and yeah my son is wearing my newest creation. The shirt and the short is a recreated version from his grandmother’s pants and his father shirt…I’m taking a lot of writing break from book writing, including posting in my blog with except for reading blogs, which is why I changed my landing page into a static page, which shows a slideshow of my books and info about me, with my latest photo…

You might have notice my inactivity lately. I’m doing fine. But I’m busy with life and won’t be much around the rest of the week….

Hey guys! I forgot to share this when it was new but Mathew from Blog of the Wolf Boy, interviewed me exactly a year ago…

When I was a little girl, my grandfather told me, “Jen, remember there’s a spirit within everything,” he stretched his wrinkled fingers toward the mountains. “Even the grass and the trees got spirits, so be kind toward them. They will never fail you.”
Because grandpa was my favorite, I listened and treated everything with care. It was during my teens when I got lost in the forest with my sister. I heard a soft voice “this way.”

The first time the government implemented lockdown, I thought this will be over soon. But many months later we’re still stuck at home. Worse, we receive news that Reyna, the loving mother, grandma, and mother-in-law passed away in her sleep…

Yesterday’s post was too heavy for the heart, so let’s get some detox with this fun poem which Ribana (whom I prefer to call Ribby)…

While searching Goodreads for a book I’ve read and wanted to read: Silent Tears I bumped into another book with a similar title, Cry Silent…

Nearly everyone do a spring cleaning at their homes. I’ve been planning to change my site for a while but hadn’t really put it to…

I don’t like posting more than once a day, but after seeing an infuriating video of a father hurting his baby girl in a tiktok…

I, your shadow, am always here.

This is the most vague poem I ever wrote, because even I felt like my head was in the cloud while writing it. So please…