Yipeee!

I'm soooo happy. Just had a really intense massage session, a welcome break after endless nights of toiling over my book project. Ang sarap ng feeling now that I'm done with the first draft of the whole book. I just need to do some minor editing, but the work's done!

When I accepted this project I was apprehensive at first. I didn't really believe I'll be able to do it, especially since it's all about finance. But the journalist in me was able to convince my doubting self that it can be done, by reminding me once again that all stories can be written, and this whole book is just another story. With God's help, several liters of Pepsi, countless mugs of coffee, and Dad's yummy plates and bowls of ulam I was able to do it.

That's what I like about writing. It's like going on an exciting adventure, they let you in on the destination but they never inform you about what vehicle you need to take to get there or how long or intense or tedious the trip is going to be. In fact the journey is always more exciting than the destination. I don't know about other writers, but in my case, once I see the finished product, it no longer feels like such a big deal anymore, parang ok lang. Time to move on to the next writing assignment. It's always just a signal that I'm about to take on another adventure.

When I resigned from my full-time job as a middle manager in some Makati-based Telco middle of last year I never really thought I'd go back to writing. Yes, it's always been my first love, but in my mind I was set on doing something else that is more financially rewarding, and not as tough. And it would allow me to be vain again and look pretty all the time, too.

But things turned out differently. Right now I'm swamped with more writing assignments than ever, and while I'm enjoying this immensely I've noticed that I'm no longer paying attention to how I look. I'm back to having that walang paki sa mundo attitude. Ish-ca-ry!

But I'm okay. And happy too. Really. ;o)