i published Me.

i want to have my own book.

i thought of it so much it turned into something physical. yep, i published myself (will, actually coz it’s not for printing yet. but it will be. promise.)

So what is It?

My Book! Contents, layout, all mine! yey!

it’s no bestseller type of book, really. and i don’t intend to circulate it. (i don’t think anyone would care to read it anyhow. i won’t, if it isn’t mine. hehe.) but i’m proud of it. for someone as lazy as i am, for someone as ningas-kugon-when-it-comes-to-creative-projects as i am, it is an Accomplishment.

i slaved on it for a week (a couple of times forced myself to pick up my laptop to start on it and more than a couple of times slapped myself to focus on the project and not divert my attention to other stuff like starting a new project) and finally it’s ready:

> 36 pages, back-to-back, full color, half-size of an A4 bondpaper - I plan to print it on bookpaper then either hardbind or softbind it.

And what’s in it?

My poems. Poems i’ve written over the years. My better poems, more like. coz i’ve written about a hundred (whenever i’m feeling some emotion) but most are well, bad and some i’ve lost. Anyway, the book contains 40 poems. of different length and themes/emotions/meanings. some most poems have several meanings though.

The book also contains pictures which i made myself (through photoshop). the pictures are actually close to the author’s meaning of the poem but not exactly.

The title

I titled it “Muse’s Whispers”, as i titled this blog. that was an obvious answer if this was a name-it game.

Why that title?

Although i want so much to give a serious, more imperative reason like: “i titled it Muse’s Whispers because the poems are dictated/inspired by my muse” or “each word in every line are whispers of my muse” or something as corny as that – well, i can’t. why?

1. i’m weird.

2. above reasons are the real reasons but i just find it too corny

3. wala lang.

besides, whenever i read or say it, it always reminds me of good-ol’ sanit(ar)y napkin. yeah!

(hey! hey! hey! this book is serious though)

Anyway, whatever reason i have for the title or why i made a book or why those colors in each poem, it does not matter. point is, i made a book. my own book and aahlaaaaavvveeett!!

P.S. i will have Reagan print it. I already asked how much it’ll cost me. just a matter of time and i’ll allot a budget for it. teehee!

PEACE.

Another P.S.: Belated Happy 2nd Birthday to Baby Avi!!! Pretty girl like her mom. Also another pretty girl’s birthday is today, Jennybear!!! Miss you so much. Mwah!

More P.S.: HE’s gone. i think.. sad.

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