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Williamsburg – a novel by John Danielle Delos Santos

There it is, my first official novel. I’ve been writing since I was in high school, most of them left unfinished. I always loved writing, it helps my creative mind to put itself to work. With this one, my hands just couldn’t stop. I’m proud of it, and I really don’t care if no oneContinueContinue reading “Williamsburg – a novel by John Danielle Delos Santos”

digital love

Music really is limitless. It is segregated by genres, but it can never be categorized. It expresses an artist’s imagination. I can confirm that completely when I heard this one song recommended by Shazam. Yes, Shazam, that app where it can identify any song (well, almost all) just by registering fragments of it and comeContinueContinue reading “digital love”

i’ll complain less next year

Admit it or not, complaining feels good. There’s something about it that makes you feel like you achieved something. When one thing doesnt go the way you want it to be, you complain. Even when everything went the way you want it to be, but there was something you didnt like in between of it,ContinueContinue reading “i’ll complain less next year”

dont get attached to the memories, attach to the person

Its a recipe for disaster. It doesnt matter if its with friends, family, significant other, anyone. People grow, that is human nature. As people grow, their desire grow also. It took a while for me to figure that out, but Im glad I did. I used to easily get attached to people, even the wrongContinueContinue reading “dont get attached to the memories, attach to the person”

experience / imagination

I never realized how much I write before. Until now. I saw some of my works before. I did a couple or more for my own aspiring film making group, which my college friends and I made before. I rediscovered it just now, and I only expected flawed sentences and poor story telling, but no.ContinueContinue reading “experience / imagination”

recurring dreams

I have this recurring dream of me being able to float. It’s not flying at all, because I dont feel any control of my directions. I just float. Another weird thing about it is I am always at the same place; in front of my home. And I’m always being chased by someone, and theContinueContinue reading “recurring dreams”