Stuck in writing, stuck in living

Our dining chair in the province is now old, if not older, when I fell into it. I remember how my Mom laughed first before giving me a hand. It was such a funny situation for us, and I could still imagine myself being stuck there, not being able to help myself up.  This was… Continue reading Stuck in writing, stuck in living

The first time I wasn’t happy with drawing

On January 2017, I decided to become a freelance artist; I was able to work with good clients during the first quarter of the year. By the half of the year, I decided to start writing a book I've planned in my head. In September 2017, I published my first ever e-book called Seedlings: A… Continue reading The first time I wasn’t happy with drawing