Works

Several short stories comprise this creative writing collection. You can find all but one in my creative output undergraduate thesis at the University of the Philippines at Los Ba�os. I changed some of the story titles to reflect my current philosophy, and I also included the estimated date of conceptualization. These stories are the fruits of long nights spent leafing through dictionaries and typing numerous revisions; I hope you enjoy reading them.

You took my love for granted

First conceptualized: June 1999.

Inspired by Hemingway's short story "Hills Like White Elephants", this story carries a similar theme. When two old friends meet, they share not just sweet memories of the past, but also the bitter trial of the present.

The Lantern Parade

First conceptualized: March 2000.

My memories of the University of the Philippines at Diliman inspired many of the images and situations in this story. A photographer learns that, despite the difficulties of reconciliation, the rewards of inner peace are truly priceless.

Chinita Dilemma

First conceptualized: February 2002.

The wonderful carvings of Paete, Laguna, as well as the kindness of a very beautiful classmate, inspired me to write about my Laguna fieldtrip. A cynic discovers that renouncing one's own capacity for feeling doesn't solve the problems of sorrow; it only takes away the joys that make life worth living.

Why Marlboro Menthol replaced Hope Menthol as my favorite cigarette

First conceptualized: March 2001.

Yet another depiction of the eternally spineless Filipino suitor, or torpe. A run for cigarettes, an unexpected disappointment, and the end of a dream comprise this story.

Roman � clef

First conceptualized: March 2002.

Perhaps the most political and sinister among my works so far. In my opinion, it's also the most hilarious. The title means "novel with a key" in French, as the story itself is rife with meaning, which I kept hidden to escape prosecution from... ahem... ^_^ A college student comes to terms with himself as he struggles against grave injustice.

A Clean, Well-Lit Caf�

First conceptualized: Not applicable.

As the great writer Jaemark Tordecilla would say: pure, unadulterated mush. Plagiarized from Hemingway's short story "A Clean, Well-lighted Place".