Ah, The Joys of Acceptance.

Big news. I'm getting published! Well, the publishing company has accepted my manuscript! Eeeeeks! So excited! What's getting published? Well, prepare yourself for a story.

When I first came to Malaysia I surveyed the general reading populace and their interests. My brother and I came to the conclusion that the horror genre, whether it is in the form of a film or a book, seemed to be quite popular. So, just for fun, I'd thought I'd take a shot in writing some short stories.

I submitted to two publishers. The first one was Pelanduk. I emailed them and sent them a hard copy and I heard nothing from them. Discouraged, I put the project on a shelf for a bit. Then I did more research and stumbled unto Times Publishing after perusing countless bookshelves at several bookstores. So I emailed in a story and a book proposal. To my surprise, they responded quickly and seemed interested. And today, I got an email saying that they are interested in publishing my stories! Hopefully, if everthing works out, expect to see my books on the shelves :-D

Flu.

For the past week, I've been plagued by the flu. I haven't had a bad case of the flu in a long time and when I say bad I mean, neverending fevers, overly congested sinuses, fatigue, light-headedness and an overall icky feeling. Yes, my technical word, "icky". In other words, I felt like shit. I was a useless lump, lying either in my bed or sprawled on the couch in the living room.

So! After almost a week of bedrest, watching DVD's, reading and staring vacantly at random objects around the house, I'm on the mend. I feel so much better today. Feel's good to feel normal! :)

Back to work, soon. I should be my old self tomorrow. Er, young self :)

And The Procrastination Marches On.

Hmmmm, I have a lot of work to do but for some reason I feel the need to write aimlessly. Maybe it'll help my little block now. I've been writing non-stop for weeks that whatever I write now comes out as shit. So a much needed break is what I'm taking now. Maybe its dragging on a little longer than it should!

While I was in Masjid India this morning. My block lifted, somewhat. I sat in the car took out a notepad my dad uses to keep track of gas intake and I started writing in my really bad handwriting. I just sat in the hot car and wrote everything I saw. The storefronts, the dirty alleyway, the various people walking about, everything! I got a couple pages worth. The real task is going back to it and trying to deciper my handwriting :-| Maybe it's the makings of a short story. I'm not sure yet. For now its just a reflective piece. I might just type it up here. Not sure yet. Than my audience of zero will get a glimpse of a morning in Masjid India! Lol.

I really should post up pictures on here. My digital camera is sitting on my desk, basking in dust. I feel like such a tourist when I take pictures. Lol. Reminds me of the lost faces of white people that roam around Malaysia with their backpacks and sweaty faces. Looking at us as if we were an alien species, "Oh, this is how a darkie looks like!". It really cracks me up to see their faces. While others walk around as if they are superior to us. Makes me want to squat down on the floor and cook curry on a pile of burning kindling.

I felt alienated in Portland when my good white friends made a face at the food I ate but even in my own country, full of darkies, I still get that look. Why is being white so coveted? People who shower once a day, don't wash their ass and eat a bunch of carbs until they graduate to a mumu. Okay, that was a generalization, not the shower part though or the ass part come to speak of it. They find us asian people dirty for washing our asses. For those white people who read this, don't pretend you don't generalize about asians, because you do. Some of my white friends did it in front of my face and laughed.

I'm not saying that white people are lower than us but don't put them up on a pedestal. We're equal to them.

There I go again! Bitching, bitching, bitching. I swear, I can't help it.

A Revival.

'Tis been awhile since my last angry entry. Man, I really didn't know I had that much angst in me! Lol. My apologies. This entry is a lot more calm and reflective.

My three year old cousin Mira has been sick with Dengue Hemorraghic Fever, a severe case. She was in the ICU for awhile. My parents and I went down to Johor Bahru (also my hometown) to see her. When we were arrived there she was in a coma. Just awful to see a little girl hooked on so many machines and tubes. When we visited her in the hospital the next day, she was responsive. She seemed like she was making some progress.

Latest news, she's out of the ICU and is doing better. She's still in the hospital but she's healing. Her birthday was April 1st. I'm glad she made it to see her fourth birthday :)

Other news. What other news? Lol. Been writing, re-writing and pulling my hair out in frustration. Been trying to edit a bunch of short stories of mine. More like re-write basically, because the first drafts are shit. Usually I need more space between my pieces to go back and do a rewrite but alas, time marches on and I need to get them done. Which brings me to the question of, why am I writing here when I have work to do? The art of procrastination is a medium I've mastered over the years :-D

Until my next angry entry! :)