Another year flew past. Not exactly in a blur–more like an arduous climb up a tall mountain, as I spent the entire year working on the 3rd draft of Wings of Promise (more on that later).

First, here are the portraits I did of the writers from the Wayward Wormhole 2024 novel writing workshop:

Cat Rambo (founder, instructor)

Giovanni Clairval

Rykie Belles

Em Dupre

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The main focus of 2025 has been on writing the 3rd draft of Wings of Promise, so I could send it out to the agent who requested it. I don’t think I have worked harder on any project in my whole life, for the genesis of this story goes all the way back to 1998.

Back in the late 90s, my publisher (Sirius Entertainment) asked me to do a one-shot graphic novel, and I came up with a simple story of a neglected and bullied little boy who meets a mysterious little girl who is not of this world, the bond that develops between them before she is ripped away from him, and her promise to return. But that was right around the time when I decided to leave the comic book industry, as making a living as an indie creator was just too difficult (the collector’s market crashed around that time). So, the graphic novel never went past the rough storyboarding sketches phase.

In 2001, I wrote it as a short story to give myself a sense of closure, but I never submitted it to any publications and never shared it with the public. That was when the story expanded to include the portion where the boy becomes a man and his struggles during the decades waiting for the girl to fulfill her promise.

A year later, I decided to start an animated short film project where I would do everything–from the writing, concept art, storyboarding, 3D animation production, VFX, music and sound effects, to editing–and adapted the short story into a screenplay. The plot expanded yet again to include where the mysterious girl comes from and how she fights to return to the boy.

When an animation studio offered me a job as writer/director/art director, I accepted the position on the condition that they fund the short film and provide the manpower for its production. This is the promo illustration I did for the project (I also did concept art for the characters and various locations, the full storyboard, and some 3D models):

(The title was Promise back then. Many years later, it was changed to Wings of Promise.)

Unfortunately, the funding that was secured fell through. I eventually left the studio because it was struggling financially and having trouble paying the employees.

Several years later (2010-ish), around the time I decided writing fiction was what I wanted to focus on for the rest of my life, I began writing the story as a novel. I alternated between different novel manuscripts for years, often prioritizing other projects because I felt they had more commercial appeal, and I wanted to establish myself as an author that agents and publishers could trust to sell enough copies to sustain a career (as opposed to getting dropped after just one or two books due to low sales). It wasn’t until a few years ago that I finished the first draft of Wings of Promise and went through the beta-reader feedback cycle. I then wrote the first draft of Darkness Falls (book one of the Paranormal Underworld series, which is a complete reimagining of my graphic novel series from the 90s) and finished that as well. It was when I was working on the next manuscript (tentatively titled Silent Storm) that my friend Mel Melcer from a previous writing group told me about the Wayward Wormhole novel writing workshop. I debated whether to submit Wings of Promise or Darkness Falls, but decided to focus on the more personal story, as WoP had evolved and become partially autobiographical, encompassing not just my life but also that of my wife. In some ways, Wings of Promise is our love story, about the bond we share as two survivors of child abuse and domestic violence. I think perhaps choosing to submit WoP over DF was what got me accepted into the workshop, but I’ll never know.

And the rest, I wrote about in my previous blog posts, detailing how I got accepted into the 2024 Wayward Wormhole novel writing workshop, and what the experience was like.

After a year of working on the 3rd draft and using everything I had learned from the workshop, I finally finished it just a few weeks ago and emailed it to the agent who requested it. I don’t know how long it’s going to take to get a reply, but hopefully sooner than later (average seems to be two to six months). In the meantime, I’ll be working on the next draft of Darkness Falls, which the agent also requested. I predict it’ll also take at least a year, based on how long it took me to write the 3rd draft of Wings of Promise.

So, yeah, 2026 is going to be another extremely busy year.

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One recent major change to my studio is the new addition of an EFNOTE 3X drum kit:

Ever since I sold my Clavia Ddrum 4 kit back in 2017, I’ve been slowly getting the itch to play a kit again (I’ve been playing the Zendrum LT instead all these years). While the Zendrum allows me to play things I cannot possibly play on a drum set, the reverse is also true, and ideally, I’d have both. My plan is to upgrade the 3X module to the Pro module so I can add additional pieces like splash, china, effects, and maybe another crash or just a trigger pad or bar for auxiliary stuff like cowbell, tambourine, triangle, percussion, electronic sounds, etc.

I’ve also been rigging up additional LED mood lights in the studio, and it’s a huge undertaking. Once I’m finished, I’ll post a video of how they look, as they are dynamic and can be programmed to different scenes and also react to music.

Every year, I think I’m going to stop buying/selling guitars, but I still end up doing it, and this year was no different. Bought and sold a bunch of guitars, and the collection currently looks like this:

And the ones I used to own but sold/traded/returned:

And speaking of music, a few bands/artists with releases I loved in 2025 (or older releases I discovered) were:

I’ve been watching a ton of The Why Files (currently one of my favorite YouTube channels), and I love the theme song:

I’m not the biggest metal head, but I do listen to and love a fair bit of it, and here are some that stood out for me this year:

And to provide you with a severe case of the musical whiplash, here are some K-pop songs I loved this year:

It has been almost three weeks since I returned from the Wayward Wormhole novel writing workshop in New Mexico, and like many of my fellow storyteller attendees, it’s been a slow process to digest all that I’ve taken in from the experience.

I had mentioned before that it took years of persuasion from those in my last writing group to get me to finally start applying to these prestigious writing workshops. (They also talked me into finally participating in NANOWRIMO in 2018, resulting in my first finished manuscript, Dreamdiver.) The reasons I had resisted were: 1) I’ve been self-taught in everything I have done professionally–art, music, photography, directing, writing–and I believed I could achieve my goal of becoming a novelist much the same way with books on the craft and business, online forums, podcasts, YouTube channels dedicated to writing and storytelling, etc. 2) These workshops are expensive, ranging from one or two thousand dollars to three or four. 3) They’re usually short-term, lasting from a few days to a few weeks. 4) They require time off from work, and there’s no paid vacation for freelancing creatives like me. When I don’t work, I don’t get paid. 5) They rarely critique your entire novel and will only do a certain number of pages or chapters. (In the case of Wayward Wormhole, there were critiques for the entire manuscript by two instructors and the first 50 pages by one instructor and the whole group.)

The counterargument from those who urged me to do it contained these points: 1) The friends you make and the network you build are some of the best things about these in-person writing workshops where the attendees live together in close proximity. 2) Critiquing and getting critiqued by other writers of a similar level as yourself is extremely helpful–more so than from those who are much less developed writers or much more experienced. (I’ll elaborate on both points later.) 3) There will be lively discussions instead of just you reading a craft book that doesn’t answer your questions, or having limited interaction in online formats.

What I discovered for myself from the experience, is that those are indeed true, but there’s an additional element, and that is the real-time interactivity generating unexpected conversations and events you otherwise wouldn’t have in less immediate interactions like online forums, real-time chat groups like Discord servers for writers, or even in Zoom meetings. There’s something about being face-to-face with someone that will prompt reactions and lines of thought that might not have happened in less immediate situations. This factor doesn’t just apply to the chats at the dinner table (or while stewing in the human soup known as the hot tub, which I did not partake in while there), but also to the classes taught by the instructors (in this case, Donald Maass, C.C. Finlay, and Cat Rambo). And this is an important point. 

Books on the craft of writing are one-way streets; they do not answer questions you have. But sometimes the difference between a piece of writing advice that remains nebulous in your mind after being exposed to it, and one that hits you with the force of a thrown brick to the noggins, is the fact you got to ask, “But what if, in my situation, I have a slightly different issue the advice doesn’t quite address?” and then get an immediate answer from the instructor. In our case, we would dig up the exact spot in our manuscripts on the large screen TV and then analyze where the problem is with the entire class, and then have a tailor-made answer just for our unique situation. This happened over and over because the approach was designed as a part of the lessons being taught. Don would teach the subject of the day, and Charlie would interject with his input, and we would ask questions during the class. Then the second half would be dedicated to Charlie putting our manuscripts on the large screen and analyze problems related to the subject being taught that day, and we’d discuss and come up with solutions.

There’s no way reading books on craft, or listening to writing podcasts, or watching videos from writers on YouTube, real-time chatting in Discord servers, or Zoom meetings (which is prone to technical glitches and interruptions from family and pets) can rival that kind of immediacy, personalization, and sense of presence. Not even close.

And then there are the one-on-one sessions with each of the instructors. I mean, come on. What aspiring writer or those in their early writing career phase don’t crave the opportunity of being able to hog an award-winning, successful, and influential author, or editor, or agent, all to themselves for an allotted amount of time (thirty minutes to an hour, give or take) and then do a deep dive into their manuscript and writing career goals and get the instructor’s feedback, or just ask whatever questions we have about the writing life, the business side, or just shoot the shit? And this type interaction can also happen during unscheduled times when everyone’s just sitting around or having dinner.

The three instructors had their own style of teaching and discussing our works with us, as they have different backgrounds and experiences, personalities, tastes, as well as different expertise in the publishing industry. Not every pairing of instructor to student might be ideal, as sensibilities can differ, and some students might favor one instructor’s sensibility and approach over another, but everyone got very helpful feedback from all three instructors they can apply to the next draft of their manuscripts and other past and future works. Also, in these in-person interactions, the instructors know to observe your reaction to their feedback and suggestions, and they have enough experience to know when to pivot and shift to cater to the sensibility and expectations of each student. Speaking for myself, I got extremely valuable feedback from all three instructors and I enjoyed their different approaches. Whether their approach was to offer wildly different ideas than what your story intended, or to focus on your authorial intent and help you strengthen it, or to offer sage advice born of experience, I soaked all of it up like a sponge.

Again, you don’t get that with typical online interactions (although there are exceptions like the online version of the Odyssey writing workshop, but it’s also an experience you have to pay for, and it’s still different from the in-person dynamic).

Just the classes and the one-on-one sessions were well-worth it, but the first two points about the friends you make and the network you build, and the group critique sessions of each other’s manuscripts, make the experience even more fulfilling.

Writing is a solitary endeavor, and writers are typically on the far end of the introvert scale. Some of us are probably more comfortable looking at the blinking cursor on the screen of our manuscript than looking into the eyes of a stranger sitting across from us. But when you put a group of sometimes socially awkward introverts together in close proximity, in a secluded place where we will not be judged by the normies of society, then you’ll witness us coming out of our shells, and frankly, get kinda rowdy. I have video proof of this that I won’t share, but let’s just say the decibel reading on a noise meter can easily rival any sports bar on a game night. Ten days of this, eating meals together, and sharing bathrooms. Yeah, you will get close with your fellow writers and bonding will happen whether you like it or not. Let me just say this: the first thing I probably said to my roomie, Eric, was that I apologize in advance for any bodily noises that might escape my body without my control during our sleeping hours, and the first thing he probably said to me was apologizing for the thunderous snoring I was about to experience for the next ten nights. You get the idea.

There’s something very comforting about being among kindred spirits. I probably have more experience in this than most people, as I have been part of the insulated social circle of artists, musicians, photographers, filmmakers, video game developers, animators, graphic novel creators, and writers. I think among them, writers are perhaps the most sensitive, because the act of putting ideas, emotions, and a piece of your soul on the page is a highly vulnerable act. Words have power, and that power is a double-edged sword that can cleave into the hearts and minds of those reading the words, or stab the writer of those words right in the heart and crush their soul, should the reception of the words become nightmarishly negative. Other creative endeavors provide a protective cushion for that vulnerability because the creator’s intent has to be translated into drawings and paintings, or musical sounds, or 3D graphics, or photos, or moving pictures, or with the affectations of a practiced performance. But with the protection often comes less potency, as the translated forms lack the immediacy and intimacy of someone speaking directly to you in their own words. (Maybe certain types of intimate storytelling in graphic novels, film, and songs might come close.) Basically, we get each other. We understand each other’s vulnerability and we protect, support, and cheer each other on.

That leads to the point about critiquing others of a similar level as yourself and receiving critiques from them. The fact we are in a similar place in our journey as writers means we can relate to each other in ways we can’t with those who are only at the beginning of their journeys, or those who are much further along in theirs. Although we might have different styles, focus, strengths, and weaknesses as writers, we are close to being on a similar level, and this fosters a unique sense of camaraderie. I mentioned earlier that critiques with those close to your own level is more helpful than with those with less skill and experience, or those with far more, and it’s because the former lacks the knowledge and insights to be helpful on the craft side, and the latter don’t have similar problems in their writing that you do, and those problems are hard to spot in your own writing because of your own myopia when assessing your own work, but they become glaringly obvious in the works of others when you have the luxury of more objectivity. Likewise, seeing their strengths in areas you lack in helps motivate you to work on your own writing and catch up to them (although the strengths of some writers there were so singular that I could never do what they do, and I’m in awe of their unique abilities). In my group (we had two groups of seven for the group critique sessions, and I was in group A), I wanted us to benefit from that aspect as much as possible, which was why I suggested we do a group follow-up session after we all had gotten our critiques, so we can talk about the changes we’re making in our manuscripts and gauge the group’s reaction to those changes. This is an example of the kind impromptu interaction I think are only possible during in-person workshop settings. In online writing groups, planning such a thing would have been much more difficult because everyone’s got their own schedule, but in an in-person workshop where everyone had already set aside a block of many days dedicated to writing and nothing else, it was easy to just ask everyone and set a time to do it.

There were other examples of these jazz improvisation types of interactions. The film festival night put together by a couple of writers from group B was not something I ever could have predicted, and it was so much fun. Basically, anyone could submit short-form videos they think the group would find entertaining and the curated playlist would be played on the designated night. We all gathered around in the large living room and watched these videos on the large screen. Some were hilarious, some charming, and some thought-provoking. Another example was when we discovered one of us had written a Choice of Game book (T-Rex Time Machine). (The author, Rosie, was not happy about the dash in the title.) We read it out loud and played the game, making choices that were guaranteed to get us kicked out of the graduate school where the main character studied physics, and would inevitably end up traveling in the time machine to meet the eponymous dinosaur. There was also the nighttime search for scorpions with UV flashlights, star gazing, word games at the dinner table, and the various discussions about politics, the writing life, the publishing business, and whatever other topics that organically came up. 

I contributed another improvisation to the experience that everyone appreciated. One night, while in bed trying to fall asleep, I asked myself how I could contribute to everyone’s experience at the workshop, and I decided to offer free portrait photo sessions (that could be used for everyone’s author’s profile pages and for publications) and portrait drawing and paintings. Everyone jumped at the chance (except for one person, who, unfortunately, did not have his beard grooming products with him). Over the next few days, I shot about fifteen portrait sessions, some outdoors during the daytime, some indoors at night. I was supposed to do a life portrait painting session of Cat, but she was tired and opted to have her photo taken so I could use it as reference to draw her portrait later. Some of them have already started using the photos for their author’s profile pages or sharing in their social media. Here are a few you can check out:

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I can’t talk about the workshop experience without mentioning the firelight readings outside in the courtyard one night, when Cat, Don, and Charlie each read a short story or an excerpt from a novel of theirs as we listened in spellbound silence in front of the flickering orange flame of the firepit. At first, it was quite windy and uncomfortably cold, but the universe listened along with us and the wind soon died down until the night became perfectly still. The only sounds were the clear voices of the storytellers and the crackling of the fire. Some of us took photos and videos as proof that the magical moment indeed happened and wasn’t just our collective hallucination, but they don’t do the moment justice. You really had to be there.

One bummer was I caught a cold about halfway through the workshop, and ended up having to stay apart from the others as much as I could so they don’t catch my bug or have to listen to me coughing behind my mask in close proximity. Other than the daily classes, group critique sessions, one-on-one sessions, getting food from the kitchen, and the portrait photo sessions, I stayed in my room (and poor Eric eventually had to sleep in the living room because of my cold, but fortunately he said the sofa was surprisingly comfortable). What’s ironic is that I’m a bit of a germaphobe who sanitizes my hands obsessively and brought not one, but two bottles of disinfectant sprays with me to the workshop (one is rubbing alcohol, and the other hypochlorous acid, which is safe on the skin and on food). They even added a large bottle of hand sanitizer to their shopping list at my request (that was before I realized I could carry large amounts of liquid in my check-in luggage). But I came down with a cold anyway. I know you might say my overprotective habits led to a weaker immune system, but I could also say I probably prevented many infections and disease transmissions over the years by being cautious. Ultimately, the joke was on me since I was the only one who got as sick as I did. I didn’t even go into the nearby towns on the day they designated for the group trip, because I knew I’d just be coughing in the back of the car the whole way there and back (though there were three of us who stayed behind, and coincidentally, all dudes).

Oh yeah, there were only three male writers who made it into the 2024 class, and overall the novel writing group skewed older, with only one person in their 20s while the rest were at least in their 30s and many were middle-aged or older. I think part of the reason might be because the older writers had more time to develop their craft and thus more likely to have their submissions accepted, and they also had more years to establish financial stability to afford such a thing.

So, that was a rundown of the educational and social experience of the workshop.

“But Rob, what about the feedback on your manuscript? How did that go?”

Well, I’m glad you asked, because it went about as amazing as I could have hoped–in fact, better.

I went to New Mexico fearful that I would be overwhelmed with brutal critiques that made it obvious I had a book unfit for publishing because it simply had very little commercial appeal, and the obvious lack in my skill and my questionable sensibility meant it was unsalvageable. What I got instead was almost the complete opposite. Don, the one person whose feedback I was most worried about (because he’s one of the biggest literary agents in the world and whose books on the craft of writing are on my bookshelf), gave me perhaps the most glowing praise. He said he loved the story, that it was highly unique as there was nothing else like it in his email inbox full of countless submissions from writers around the world, and it was something he could easily sell to publishers. I was in shock, and I think perhaps my groupmates were too. Some even thought he was going to sign me right there on the spot, and I probably would have died of a heart attack if that actually happened, and you’d be reading my obituary right now instead of a blog post. His extremely positive feedback put to rest all the fears I had about the manuscript, but I had to double-check to make sure he wasn’t just pulling punches to spare me the devastation and embarrassment in front of the fellow writers in my group.

(The following is me paraphrasing some of the conversation during my critique session.)

“Are you sure it’s not too dark and depressing, with all the scenes of  autobiographical domestic violence I endured in my childhood?”

“Nope. It only makes us empathize with the characters more.”

“But what if people think it’s too maudlin and sappy?”

“No way. It tugs on the heartstrings and the heartbreak only deepens the emotional resonance.”

“Does the fantasy element feel superfluous and should I just make it a straightforward fiction story without fantastical elements?”

“Absolutely not. The choices the characters make that are only possible with the fantastical premise is crucial to the story and especially the ending.”

“But isn’t my prose too verbose sometimes and trying too hard to be literary?”

“Well, yes, you do write too much sometimes, but that can easily be fixed. And it’ll be published as upmarket.”

Yeah. I know. It felt surreal as it was happening.

Among the group, the feedback was a bit more varied, as a smaller minority had a hard time with the very dark scenes of violence and abuse, and it weighed so heavily on them that the lingering effect cast a long shadow over the beauty of the rest of it. Across the board they felt the characters were sometimes too mature for their age, and yes, my prose got a bit carried away sometimes, as did the hobby horse scenes of me writing about subjects I’m passionate about through the character as a surrogate. The male lead could also do more concrete things in the story. But overall, they all felt it was emotionally powerful and everything I had intended was felt and understood.

And then there was the unexpected development one night that led to me needing to write the next draft of two manuscripts by request. I won’t go into details, but I will say that afterwards, as I walked under the expansive night sky congested with more stars than I had ever seen (thanks to the remote location in the middle of the desert without air and light pollution), I was in a daze and wondered if it had really just happened.

Talk about feeling both exhilarated and burdened by the immense pressure of not wanting to let the person down. But as pointed out by fellow writers I shared the news with, if the person who requested the manuscripts liked my work, then they would only like the next draft even more, because it’ll contain all the improvements I made using everything I had learned during the workshop.

I’m going to be very busy in the coming year, with two manuscripts I have to write the next draft for. Daunting for sure, but also, this is progress. I’m now one more step closer to my goals, and a bit further along in my journey as a writer.

All that’s left is to do the work.

One word at a time.

It’s been a while since I updated the site with new portrait paintings I’ve finished, so here they are. Two of them were for class live demonstrations for my students, and one was a personal piece. All were painted in Rebelle 7 Pro, except the Daniella portrait, which was started in Procreate and finished in Rebelle.

Nagyung of fromis_9:

Eunha of Viviz/Gfriend:

Danielle of NewJeans:

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There has been some exciting recent developments in my writing recently. I had submitted Wings of Promise (finished first draft) to a few prestigious writing workshops and got accepted into Wayward Wormhole (I didn’t get into Odyssey and Viable Paradise). It used to be for short stories only, and this is the first year they started accepting novels. It’s quite expensive (close to $4k), but the roster of agents, editors, and authors who will be the instructors are all highly respected names in the world of sci-fi/fantasy literature (Donald Maass, Cat Rambo, C.C Finlay).

Folks from my old writing group had urged to me to attend these workshops for years, and I submitting to one last year but didn’t get in. This year, I thought I was going to get nothing but rejections again, and I would just keep on writing and submitting until I finally get into one of them. When I got the acceptance email and went out to the backyard to tell Elena, she immediately hugged me and started crying, because she knows how hard I have been working on my writing for the last fourteen years.

The workshop will take place in November in New Mexico on a ranch, and it’ll be my first time doing one of these multi-day workshops. I’m both nervous and excited, and I hope with all I will learn from the experience and the friends I will make, I’ll be one step closer to getting my first novel published.

As for what else is going on besides the workshop, I’m currently working on the first draft of a supernatural psychological horror novel, tentatively titled Silent Storm, and the finished first draft for Darkness Falls is currently in the middle of the beta-reading process. I still don’t have any plans to rewrite Dreamdiver, as that’s probably going to end up as one of my “early trunk novels” that will never see the light of day. But who knows? Maybe someday in the future I’ll dust it off and do a complete rewrite and turn it into something publishable.

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I have finally completely reorganized my music studio after having added so many new instruments and furniture, and here are some photos I took:

The arrival and departure of guitars persists. I’ve been really into acoustic guitars lately, so I added some more to the studio:

I guess that’s it for now.

Here’s the last portrait I finished, painted in Rebelle 6 Pro. It’s Yulhee, formerly a member of Laboum.

As usual, the background was more of a struggle than the actual subject, since I always try to go for something more interesting, but just end up falling back on some textures. I think part of it is because how lacking in dynamics most digital brushes are. I was part of the beta-testing for version 7 of Rebelle, and they’ve made some advancements in that area, but truly dynamic bristles still isn’t available (but they are in Photoshop), so for now, I’ll still need to export to Photoshop to use those brushes. But I will lose the high quality impasto effects and the watercolor physics, so my hope is Rebelle will eventually get the dynamic bristle brushes I’ve been wishing for.

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So, 2023 is gone, and here’s my annual recap post, summarizing the major aspects of the year for me.

I focused more on writing and music in 2023, so I didn’t paint as much as I did in 2022. Around June, I went on this quest to find the ultimate guitar that matches my preferences and needs, so I bought and sold non-stop until I found several that I really liked, then sold the rest.

The ones I have kept are just the survivors of the first round. Next comes the long-term assessment where I will practice and record with these guitars for as long as it takes to narrow them down to as few as I can, then sell off the rest. It could be months or even years. The goal isn’t to end up with just one guitar, as I realized along the way that it would be impossible, not because a single electric guitar can’t cover all my needs in terms of tones and features, but because I simply enjoy the pleasure of owning more than one high quality guitar for the sake of variety. At bare minimum I’d want to have two acoustics (nylon and steel string), one 6-string with tremolo, one hardtail 6-string with piezo, one Evertune 6-string, one 7-string with tremolo, one 8-string with tremolo, and one guitar with Sustainiac. Ideally, I’d have two to three additional guitars for the sake of variety, so maybe around eleven or so.

As for basses, I pretty much have my bases covered (pun intended) with 4, 5, and 6-string, two short-scales, and one fretless 4-string. But since I sold the NS Design Omni Bass CR-5 electric upright/fretless 5-string, I’d want to replace it with something really nice, like a Marcustico or Rob Allen.

I added two MPE synths/keyboard controllers to the studio because I like the idea of more expressive performances that isn’t possible with normal synths and keyboards. One is the Roli Seaboard Rise 2, and the other is the Expressive E Osmose.

I added a composer’s desk since I ran out of room in the studio for the new synths/keyboards.

I take ergonomics very seriously, and part of my quest to find the ultimate guitar for my needs includes achieving the ideal ergonomics, since the guitar is a pretty terrible instrument in that regard. The most popular product out there that addresses this problem is the Performaxe, which I own. Here’s a photo from their website:

Unfortunately, the Performaxe was a bit disappointing in terms of ease of use. Adjusting and attaching it is too fidley compared another product from Etsy that I prefer, which is this one:

It’s called the NBNarrow, but the last time I checked, it was no longer  being made. In the photo, you see it attached to my Ibanez RG5170G, and it’s actually been heavily modified. I actually bent the metal frame and reshaped it to be more like the Performaxe, then reversed the placement of the adjustment screws and added foam to the bottom of the frame and the top of the inner screw so it doesn’t damage the guitar’s finish.

These guitar support stands can make almost any guitar as ergonomic in the sitting position as brands like Strandberg or Klein, and because they are adjustable, they’re actually more versatile. Of course, they can’t do anything for guitars without forearm contour, or contoured neck-helel joints, or lack of deep carve for the lower horn to allow good upper-frets access, but at least your guitar will sit ergonomically on your lap without having to put it into that classical position, which will throw your spine out of alignment because the two legs have to pushed apart so much and at different heights.

You’re probably wondering what the heck am I doing with all these new studio gear. Well, I’ve been working on some new tracks, practicing to level up my instrument skills, and also teaching music.

Here are a few tracks I’ve been working on for a while but haven’t finished yet (not enough time since my main priority is my novels):

For this one, I envisioned an ancient and powerful vampire waking up in the modern world from its deep slumber, then after seeing how arrogant humans had become, decides to show them why they should be terrified of the dark. Some people told me it reminds them of Dream Theater, but I was never really a fan of that band.

This one is supposed evoke the kind of City Pop songs I grew up with in the 80s.

This one’s a remake of my dream pop song from the 90s. The original was recorded on a 4-track cassette with cheap gear and my lackluster vocals. Now, I’m remaking the song with modern gear and all the knowledge and experience I’ve picked up in the last three decades.

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In 2023, I finished the first draft of my third novel, Darkness Falls, which is the first book of an epic urban fantasy series. I’m currently doing another polishing pass before I send the manuscript out to beta-readers for feedback. The word count is at around 147k, but will probably be closer to 150k by the time I’m done.

For those of you who have read my graphic novel series, Enchanted, this is sort of a complete reimagining of that series. But that’s not really accurate, since there aren’t any shared characters or even plot. It’s more like I took the framing device of a modern group of powerful mages and their infighting, then from there expanded and added all the themes and ideas that interest me now at my age, such as corruption in institutions, the ethics of free will, political machinations, and class struggles. If you like magic in the modern age, conspiracies, political thrillers, extra-dimensional threats, and philosophical quandaries that can only be explored using fantastical premises, then Darkness Falls is for you.

Once I get the manuscript out to beta-readers, I’ll start on the second draft of Wings of Promise. I think it’ll only need two drafts before it’s ready to be sent out to agents.

Related to this topic, is my friend Mel Melcer’s debut novel, Refractions. I helped her out on it as a consultant for all the Chinese translation of the fictional tech terminologies in her story, as well as anything related to the Chinese language and culture and geopolitical considerations.

If you are a fan of sci-fi political thrillers like The Expanse, I think you’ll like this book, since it has a similar vibe.

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With so many things going on, I often don’t have the time to just relax and enjoy movies, TV shows, video games, etc. Usually, I use my lunch and dinner breaks to watch something.

My favorite TV shows in 2023 were Succession, The Last of Us, Rick and Morty, and Reservation Dogs.

My favorite movie of 2023 were The Killer, Past Lives, and The Menu.

The only game I played in 2023 was Baldur’s Gate 3, and I’m still very early in the game, since I just don’t have the time to indulge in gaming these days.  In the past, I probably would have been less strict with myself, but in the last several years I’ve been more vigilante in how I spend the precious free time I have, as time is running out to accomplish the last remaining aspirations and goals I still have left in this lifetime.

My favorite music releases were:

Plini’s Mirage EP

Yukika’s Time-Lapse EP

Loossemble’s self-titled EP

Here are some new portraits, done either as class live demonstrations for students, or for myself. They were done mostly in Rebelle Pro 6, with a bit of Photoshop, except Hayoung, which was all Photoshop.

Elena – Autumn Park :

Hayoung of fromis_9: 

Chuu (formerly of Loona):

Elena – Behind the Curtain: