It dawned on me today that there's only 29 days to go before the announcement of this year's winners of the Palanca Awards. I desperately want to win in either of the two categories I entered. Oh so desperately, because I haven't earned a single cross-eyed nickel (singkong duling?) for any of the crap I've written this year. It doesn't look good for me, though; I can't seem to stanch the bad luck that's been following me around since January. But even if I tell myself to weigh the odds and forget about winning, I'll still be waiting, like the idiot that I am, on tenterhooks for a couriered invitation to the awards dinner. Only when I see the announcement in the papers and find that my name isn't there, will I accept defeat, tattoo the word "LOSER" on my forehead, go out and drown my sorrows in a large order of fries and a greasy cheeseburger.
If the refusal of my ankle to agree to a speedy recovery is any indication of my luck, then I've already lost. It's no longer swollen, but now it's gone rigid. There's no other way to get around but to walk like I've got a peg leg, and because I don't have a real cane to use, I've been clumping around with a 5-iron golf club. Hurry up, ya stupid foot! There's a mountain of paperwork building up at the office, and I'm running low on supplies. Won't be long before all I'll have in the fridge is a lonely egg and the shriveled remains of a cabbage.
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Stanch? Wow. Never ko pang narinig ang word na iyon sa buong buhay ko. Mahanap ka sa dictionary.
ReplyDeleteNakupo, at malapit na nga pala, ano? Sana'y manalo ka - at ako na rin, hehe!
Stanch...to stop or restrict (as in the flow of blood from a wound). Not to be confused with "staunch", as in a staunch supporter of gay rights...chuva.
ReplyDeleteGood luck sa iyo at good luck sa akin! 21 days to go.
I just discovered that one of our latest creative writing workshop graduates also joined the Palancas, screenplay division ... wow, noong ikinuwento niya ang kanyang story na isinulat, parang naisip ko ... oh, no! Matatalo yata ako this year, yaaaargh. Ano ba naman ang panama ng manang sa isang guro na nagtuturo ng creative writing sa mga jail inmates ... josko. Parang pinagtabi mo si Paris Hilton at si Hilary Clinton ... nanay ko.
ReplyDeleteAy, basta - hope springs eternal! Ihanda na rin ang budget sa comfort me food and lamyerda, just in case ...
Hahaha. So which one are you, Paris or Hillary? I think they're both interesting in their own right, magkaiba lang ng direksyon. You never know; this year's judges might like your work. We haven't lost yet. Let's not act like losers until the fat lady sings!
ReplyDeleteOh, did you say interesting? I thought I read disgusting (wala kasi akong salamin, hehe!). I'm neither Paris nor Hilary, e! Baka mas malapit si Hilary (mas malaman, literally and figuratively?). Ako na lang mag-sing para manalo, puwede kaya ... baka lumakas si bagyong Egay, ngek.
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