RESISTING FORGETTING. Somewhere, I wrote something sarcastic: That the only way to start living is to stop writing. But a dear friend, Ms Marcella and many others have admonished--and rightly so--that the only way for writers, starving and otherwise, to live, or start living, is to continue to writing. Perhaps, perhaps, 2017 will be a good year. Perhaps the other members of this Kailokuan Quartet will see the light of day--and soon. I have in mind Redemption and Wayawaya. I have in mind Padre Ili and Bannuar. I have in mind everyone in this novel that awakened me to the ugly realities of my homeland and human life in general. So there, Redemption, come follow suit. And soon. [Thank you to my manong Guerrero Coloma who today, this post-Christmas morning, reminded my of this architecture of a quartet when he shared this on his post just now.] [PDX, 26 Dec 2016] [Note: the graphic is the architecture of the novel, Dangadang, now out of print, but I still keep some copies for those interested. PM me.]

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