Status Updates From Tropical Baroque: Four Mani...

I finished the next two short stories and one only remains. I knew reading will come easy if I just let the old spark speak, instead of planning.

Tatarin was sensual. The rituals reminded me of the crazed that got into the heads of the stranded kids in Lord of the Flies. Men proclaiming slaves under their adoration of women.

I wonder at the Fathers and Sons. Could there really be that kind of family in the 1900s

Finished The Portrait of the Artist As A Filipino: 09/08/24

I want to go there, at Intramuros, and see the Old Manila for myself. The one that is buried in the memories and remembered in the songs of Bitoy. When they talked about the portrait being their punishment, I immediately thought of The Picture of Oscar Wilde. But I'm glad that the author released them from their bondage.

I wish you salvation, Tony Javier.

I am definitely enjoying this Tatarin play and bagay na bagay sa kabaliwang hatid ng tag-init!!!