Hi Friends (Exactly what the title states right?), I’ve been busy networking, adjusting to my job, going through healthy rounds of therapy, and crying because of rejection. You would think that after my reading for Outloud SB I would be thriving in confidence, and I was for a bit, but it’s starting to fade a little. I’ve always had trouble taking rejection because I ALWAYS felt like I’ve had to prove myself to others. I know people say not to care and to be yourself; however, sometimes it’s easier said than done. The best part is I’m trying! I’m trying … Continue reading Get it Together, Kiki. (2019 Edition)
I recently bought a waterproof mascara because I’m known to be emotional. As a child, I thought it was odd to cry as much as I did, but now I tell myself, its because I feel too deeply. I even wrote a song about it a few months ago called ” Validation.” Its because I feel too much and things get real too fast. Sometimes I even think, I’m dealing with my own ancestor’s/ family’s trauma in this generation and that’s probably why I’m like this. Whatever it is, I have to thank my emotions because I have creative outlets as coping … Continue reading It’s Because I Feel Too Much
Hi!!! I’m fresh out of my Outloud SB reading and I’m eager to tell you all the details now, but I have to post my creative writing work first. I’ll write about it sometime this week. Six years ago, I was in David Starkey’s Creative Writing class at Santa Barbara City College and we learned how to write “Prose Poems.” According to Poets.org, Prose Poems can appear as prose but reads like poetry. At nineteen, and even now at twenty-four, I often questioned whether American society was becoming more superficial. I wrote the prose poem “Holy Water,” envisioning god making … Continue reading *Holy Water (Poem) (2013)
Hi, So, I have millions of dreams that I want to achieve and they all involve writing and journalism. Some include: publishing my two short stories collections, writing for T.V, and becoming a news assignment editor. My dreams have shifted, but for about a year now, I’ve been thinking about becoming a sports journalist on top of everything else. The reason is: It’s a masculine career and I like to challenge the status quo. ALWAYS! I only watch one sport, baseball. I only root for one team, the Dodgers. It was until a few years ago I was able to … Continue reading If Only, If Only… Hi Dodgers!
(titled in Ariana Grande’s “Breathin’” tune) Hi friends, I’ve been quite overwhelmed, but I’m learning to manage things. I begin my new job next week at our local community college and I’m very excited because it’s my first step to become an English professor/ published writer. I know starting a new position as a writing tutor may not make sense right now, yet I’m positive it will open the doors to new opportunities. I was grateful enough to present my short story at Southeast Asian Union’s first open mic last month. I met one of their members at OutLoud SB’s … Continue reading Just Keep Reading and Reading and Reading and Reading and Oh I Gotta Keep On Reading
For today’s Creative Writing Sunday, I thought I’d share the piece I read at the UCSB Southeast Asian open mic night this past Thursday. It’s a revisited work from my undergraduate Capstone project. It is a fiction/nonfiction piece about my early introduction with nationality versus ethnicity. Mestizaje It was the Mestizaje of natives, Africans, and Spanish that created the new race entitled Mexican, but all I saw when I looked into the mirror was a young Mexican girl. I thought being Mexican was my one and only ethnicity. Going to a predominantly white elementary school never let me forget that. … Continue reading *Mestizaje (2016)
Hi there… I watched both documentaries of the Fyre Festival before I went to the One Love Reggae Festival last weekend. So my friend Xander and I found Fyre Fest relevance in everything. For example, it rained the night before we went to One Love and the turf was muddy and damped. The location was by the Queen Mary/ harbor, so it was a bit flooded. It reminded us of the Frye Festival documentary, the scene where it rained and flooded in those hurricane relief tents before the concert-goers arrived. I can’t believe people spent that much money on tickets … Continue reading Not the Fyre Festival- One Love Festival Review
Mexicans Don’t Care About Education (2016) (Originally apart of Chicanozaje Capstone Project) As a senior in high school, I had the ambition of attending a four-year university. The thought of becoming a professional and obtaining a degree, made me feel like I could branch out of the stereotypes that society labeled me as and become an actual person. I remember my older sister, Jasmine, took me to a college fair back home. She was attending Santa Barbara City College at the time but had her heart already set on CSU Channel Islands. The college fair was for me to shut … Continue reading *Mexicans Don’t Care About Education (2016)
Hi, people who read my blog or people who read my blog with others to laugh at what I’m saying, Guess what! You’re a fan if you’re reading it! Technically, I’m not supposed to be typing my thumb tendon/wrist is swollen, I think. I kinda self-diagnosed myself. I’m going to the One Love Reggae Festival tomorrow in Long Beach. I will be posting a review of it next week. (https://www.onelovecalifest.com/) I’m only going on Saturday and the lineup includes Slightly Stoopid, Dirty Heads, Soja, Dispatch, and so on. I attended California Roots last year (and will attend this year) and … Continue reading “One Love” Fest, “Cali Roots,” and Literal “Good Vibrations” this Weekend.
OMG! I can’t believe I’m actually posting my own creative work, every Sunday (I know it’s not Sunday, I didn’t post yesterday because of the Super Bowl! So proud of the Rams!). I’m skeptical of people stealing my work, but it’s a risk. I need to get my work there… I want my first creative post to introduce you to me, so I decided to publish “My Mexican Name,” a short story rejected from CSU Channel Island’s literary magazine, the Island Fox and it is the piece I submitted to Outloud Santa Barbara. Most of my work reflects the struggle … Continue reading *FIRST Creative Writing Post- My Mexican Name