I received a rejected letter from a literary journal a day after I turned 34. If my work were to get published, then this would be one of the loveliest birthday gifts from the publishing world. Frankly speaking, I don’t mind rejection letters. I’ve gotten them so much that I can make collage on the wall. It’s part of growing up as a writer. It helps me (the writers) to grow-up and mature before we are accepted by one of the top-five publishing houses.
Now, the editor commented the lack in its ‘form, structure and plot’. And she’s willing to help me to polish it up, so that I’m ‘always welcome to re-submit’ to the journal again. Fine. I did as she told. It’s approaching a week or so, and I have yet to hear from her.
‘When there’s a will, there’s a way.’
Right. ‘That’ isn’t the only journal that’s available in this world. I can never blocking the door, idly standing there. I have to move on, not that I still have my legs that functioning, but I’m not going to waste anymore time. I’ve already submitted it to another literary mag, and had other alternative online journals in mind, as well.
Somehow, the feminism theory that I’d studied in the Jurisprudence class has kept me going ’til this day.
First of all, let me apologize for my four months missing in action. Mr Thunder and Ms Rain are on their way, hence, I have to finish this before they found me. Or, if I’m daring enough to write this under their nose (Eek, if they ever have a nose lol)…
I’ve done some manuscript editing and then put it aside cos’ I have something in mind that I have to do, or else it’ll be like a raven crow pecking my head wherever I go.
WanderInkZ Creative Services – I’ve set up this small business venture on Facebook to sell my framed and printed poems, instead of printing them in a chapbook. This is for those who wish to purchase my work individually, of course it’s not as cheap as a chapbook. Having said so, I’ve spent all my time to choose the best photo frame, beautifully designed papers, of which some I designed on my own, using fabric tapes, lace tapes and other ornaments, in order to provide the best and well-decorated artwork…in writing. I’m also taking in personalized poems ordering. This business will also branching into writing motivational poems, poetry editing services and poetry writing workshop. Do check the page out and click a ‘Like’ (truly appreciate that): https://www.facebook.com/wanderinkzCS
ZiggyZag Arms Poetry Journal – It says it all, as a published poet besides volunteering for Eastlit to be part of the editorial board member, I’ve started my own online poetry journal. It aims to publish under-represented and emerging Asian descent poets around the world (even if you’re half Asian, you’re welcome to submit). The publication months are February, April, June, August, October and December. Do check the website: http://ziggyzagarmspoetryjournal.weebly.com. Facebook ‘Like’ us (truly appreciate that): https://www.facebook.com/ziggyzagarmsPJ
Stay tune for more of me and my other baby-ventures…
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Here are the seven (7) random facts of mine:-
1) I’m one-eight (1/8) Thai.
2) Caffeine is one of my writing diets.
3) My life and music merge as one entity.
4) I’m an animal lover, especially cats.
5) I used to have OCD on people who couldn’t pronounce my name correctly.
6) I had a short stint in an indie rock band.
7) I wrote my first lyrical poem at age 14.
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Welcoming Him with
open arms and soul,
He who came
to conquer your heart
that’s cold as stone.
With His unconditional love.
dedicate to Amy Lynn Walton
we have learned of one another
before meeting face-to-face
15 years of friendship
through pen and papers,
glues and confetti
sorry for unable to visit you
in the summer of twenty-ten
I promise, to make it up to you
I trust the day will come
Hold onto me.
How I wish to rap it like the hood?
Bursting the combustion
Follow not the tradition
Take the stride
Break, interrupt, interval
Uniting inner senses
10 in a day (writing poetry)
8 for publication (fingers crossed upwards)
Merci beaucoup to my GEMS
And the silent ones –
Love all of you
More than words
All my saviours
Dear Heaven & Earth,
Heal my soul
Save me from this fire,
Grant me peace
May the world is the greater
place to live
No hell on earth.
Nurse my depression
Treat it with kindness
A pardoning heart
Propounding secrecy with love