First of all, I know that it’s February. It may seem too late to announce my writing goals for 2017 now, but since I want to participate in Wordbound, I might as well complete them all. (At least that’s the grand plan. Let’s see how this turns out.) Wordbound is a term used to describe…
I couldn’t even count the number of times somebody asked me: “When will you release your next book?” 80% of the time, I would give them a quick smile and say “Soon,” or “I’m working on it,” or something to that effect. And 80% of the time, these people would be satisfied. They would…
This is just a very fun prompt I discovered on Tumblr. I hope the lighter tone and theme would balance out the melancholy and drama of yesterday’s post. — The most important thing to remember is to keep your eyes open. The lecturer in front of the class can be anything from a saint to…
(AL 2016)
. Menyambut kedatangan embun dedaunan subuh, lelehan langit yang tepat waktu, dan musim yang berulang mendaur tawa canda dalam semua jiwa, setiap detiknya, yang menguap menjadi menit, kemudian mengasap bersama jarum jam juga memori yang menyambut, penyubliman hari, menjadi bulan, lalu tahun yang berlalu . Selamat Tahun Baru yang tidak pernah terlambat datang, seperti embun…
Merry Christmas, I said. You held my hands and kissed my cheek before grinning from ear to ear … You forgot to buy present It’s okay, I said. Because your smile is my holiday and your hands feel like Christmas.
I often wonder how does it feel like to become a wind turbine. There is just something about its constant movement and spin that fascinates me. And I didn’t mean those power generating wind turbines. Even the run-of-the-mill electric fans people place in their houses in place of more modern aircons, they all give off…
This isn’t an acknowledgement. I have written that down quite excessively in the first few pages of the book. This post is dedicated to how 3 (Tiga) came into being; of its journey from my creative womb to your hands. In October 2013, I had this strong urge to write a novel. Quite conveniently, the…
Cintaku datang tanpa belas kasihan Dia tidak peduli keadaan hati yang menyambut Apakah sudah sembuh atau meringis menahan sedu Cintaku datang tanpa pertanda Sebelum kita menyadarinya, dia sudah hadir di balik keindahan dunia Dia hadir sebagai hujan yang menyapa lahan gersang Atau embun yang membasahi cakrawala subuh Dia hidup sebagai senyuman yang merangkul kebencian…