Not a single Filipino took a book selfie for #100DaysofFILIPINA or bought this book from me at the Manila International Book Fair without asking me “Why/What did you write about Filipina’s”. Not a single one. They wanted to know why. They wanted to know from what angle I was coming from. Was I yet another ignorant westerner, writing a “How-to” book…
My blog, much like the rest of my unbriddled honesty gets me into more trouble than anything. So, I guess that pretty much makes me somewhat of a glutton for punishment as people say.
Islam is not perfect. Neither is Christianity. Or Buddhism, or Sikhism. The GOD’s they believe in maybe… but not the doctrine. And even if they were, once it filters down to people’s interpretations of them… it’s all fucked at that point. Just walk your own path, and don’t impede anyone elses with YOUR bullshit.
Divorced. Overweight, insomniac. Unemployed. Broke. Under-Accomplished. Homeless. Bitter, father of five with gynecomastia. Happy Birthday!
Happy Mother’s Day! This blog is about: The Alabama Book Festival, Spirit Airlines ruins the day, Does Glady’s Knight serve good chicken and waffles?
It’s been a year full of rejection. That’s how I sum it up. And if you don’t know much about me know that I’m fair when I evaluate things. It’s been a year full of rejection.
A picture of me in Abu Dhabi… taking sophisticated selfies trying to embody my depression. My Journey through being a… Read more To Self-Publish, or not to… Ah hell, I Quit!