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2/3 through first rough edit of Book02

I hope to have the first rough edit of Book02 (The Darker Side of Life) ready by end of 2011, after which I’ll be going on to Book03 (The Arcane Side of Life). I’ll texturize/edit both books back-to-back (and probably release them around the same time too).

I’d like for certain future projects to take on a more mainstream appeal (my early work was mostly for discerning readers). I am now slowly getting better at balancing both idealism and realism (I was more “swingy” during early 20s). Maybe I enjoy the challenge(s) because everyone in my immediate family is entrepreneurial (all in the genes…).

It has taken me several years to realize that the type of romance I write is not emotional porn (just as the type of erotic fiction I write is not sexual porn). I continue to learn something new everyday. I think this awareness will help me with how I present/package some of my future projects (especially those which contain romantic and/or erotic elements).

I intend to focus on output (with commercial/mainstream projects) over 2012. I have several projects planned. I still intend to stay true to my brand of “meaningful entertainment.”

There’s a lot of stuff out there that promotes and celebrates shallow values, which is something I’ll always fight against.

It’s not just about/for myself, but for society as well (for the astrologically-inclined, I have Neptune and Uranus in the Ninth House). I appreciate the people who appreciate what I do. I’ll continue to improve myself so that I may use my time/skills/energy wisely and make some sort of useful contribution to society eventually.

It doesn’t matter whether I’m doing alternative or commercial work (or collaborating with others on a joint project). I need to stay true to the part of me that champions higher ideals and moral beauty :)


Real Love Versus Romance


P.S. I recently compiled a 4500-word mini collection of (informal) essays on commercialism’s de-spiritualizing effects on society.

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TOSoL, Pre-Final Version

NOTE: Because this project is taking *such* a long time to complete, I’m releasing it as a pre-final draft first (available in segments, or in one edition). The final version will be the fully-tweaked version. It’s “okay” at the moment…I just would like to spend more time “prettifying” some parts.

Book 1 (Pre-Final Edition) is available in one edition for $2.99.

* I will still send early reviewers a copy of the FINAL PDF (points to right sidebar —>), once it’s ready. Chapters 4 onward of the Pre-Final Edition contain my “scrawled notes” alongside the original text, lol.

* I’m intending to launch the first book around Feb 2011. If you’ve bought the pre-final version (or a part of) before Feb 2011, email me a receipt of the purchase and I’ll send you a copy of the FINAL version once it’s finally out. Thanks for your interest/support!

cyberpunk elf

Description: A thieving duo’s world turns upside down when an Elven rogue uncovers the heinous dealings of a megacorporation (The Other Side of Life, Book 1).

Review: “Dear Jess: You are a very good writer — I like your plotting, your concept, the characters…pretty much everything. You are very gifted.” — Dr. Uwe Stender, 2010

Dedication (in book): For everyone who likes blending & mixing. And thank you to friends, customers, reviewers, bloggers, etc, for checking out my non-conformist works + non-conformist ways.

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The Other Side of Life (First Chapter)

* I am currently tweaking the chapters — here’s a sample of Book #1 / The Other Side of Life (first 3 pages). This too, isn’t “the final polished” version yet (I like to take my time tweaking things…).

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One-line summary: A thieving duo’s world turns upside down when an Elven rogue uncovers the heinous dealings of a megacorporation.

Summary: Anya and Leticia are partners-in-crime who steal for a living. Their world turns upside down after a chance encounter with fellow rogue, Ithilnin—the enigmatic leader of an Elven band of thieves.

A scuffle to prove who’s “the better thief” transforms into more than Anya and Ithilnin ever bargained for. They retrieve the missing piece of an ancient poem, before getting caught in the secret dealings of a megacorporation. What they uncover threatens to alter the very essence of not just human life, but the other side as well.

Elven intrigue, cyberpunk action, and a deadly dose of danger come together in The Other Side of Life [Book #1 in the (Cyberpunk) Elven Trilogy].

Genre: Urban Fantasy / Cyberpunk / YA with adult crossover appeal


(First 3 pages, for now / October 2010)

Nin looked up and around the abandoned stone church, in quiet solace and admiration.

There was something distinctly unique about the building—it felt safe.

An old battered wooden cross hung on the wall, and there were a few pews strewn about the interior. The air was cold. The silence, overpowering.

He took out a small piece of paper, which had three letters written on it:

[o], [i], [l].

Two words were scribbled at the bottom: orn . lir . Elven words for ‘tree’ and ‘life.’ The letter ‘i’ was most perplexing. There were too many urban legends swirling about; Nin could never determine what that letter really stood for.

He focused on the slow, steady rhythm of his breathing, allowing himself to immerse in the meditative calm that would naturally come. With a clear mind, maybe he’d notice a clue in one of the letters, staring right back at him…

Nin turned instinctively, to hide behind the nearest pillar, when he heard the sound of fast approaching footsteps.

He kept his eye on one of the cracked, black acrylic posters at the back of the church. Its reflection offered him a glimpse of the scene behind him. Nin watched as two girls entered the building, via the open doorway. All three individuals kept still for a few tense moments, before one of the girls muttered, “C’mon.”

The girls moved lightly and quickly, like thieves in the night. They made their way to the front, stopping just before the old cross.

“Let me see, let me see,” the other girl said, tucking some of her long hair behind her ears. She was barely audible. In fact, she sounded quite out of breath.

“Patience, Leticia…” the first girl said, playfully and slightly condescendingly.

Nin glanced down at the bottom edge of the broad, digital device on his left wrist:

July 16th, 2035 | 16:20:35

He puzzled over the numbers, wondering if the double numbers had any significant meaning. He believed in signs. He had never come across a human in this locale. But that changed today.

ASK and it will be given. SEEK and you will find. Nin read the hot pink and white text, which graced the black poster.

He squinted against the bright light that shone in from the outside, to make sure there was no one else following. He stepped out from his hiding place, without a sound. He looked at the two girls—no distinctly Elven ears—definitely human.

He brought a hand up to his own ears, in reflex. He made sure his razored, medium-length tresses covered the upper portions of his ears, which were slightly pointed—a distinguishing feature that would be a dead giveaway of his identity.

“Beautiful,” the first girl breathed, flicking aside a faded pink streak in her chestnut-colored hair. She gave a low whistle, as she held up what seemed to be an orb filled with glittering bits of diamond pieces. She gave a proud, sideward glance to Leticia.

Just beautiful, Nin’s thoughts echoed. A raw kind of energy seemed to radiate from the dainty-bodied girl with the diamonds. There didn’t seem to be a trace of fear or nervousness in her slight frame. Nin wondered what her name was. He continued to eavesdrop on their conversation, remaining undetected. The girls went on speaking in hushed tones.

“That’s two in a row this week.”

“You brought the other one in?”

Leticia opened a small woven drawstring bag she had with her. Nin couldn’t see what was in it, but both girls were nodding impressively at its contents.

Nin considered letting his guard down—who else would bother with this place? The church was part of a small ghost town situated within a two-mile radius of Zouk City, capital state of Zone One. Brainwashed citizens were too busy toiling away at work, keeping the economy running, to even think about heading out for a stroll. Working and splurging (to offset the drudgery of working at a job one would rather not do—if it weren’t for the money) were the chief aims in life. Nin thought with vague distaste that this was what had become of the glorious Confederation of States.

He moved closer, feeling somewhat anxious. Why are the two girls here? Who are they? Will they run away? Say something?

Nin was looking out for himself too. Humans can be dangerous. Anyone who observes the species knows that.

The one called Leticia tilted her head down towards the floor, and smoothed the surface of her small bag.

“How much are we getting for the diamond orb?” she asked her friend coyly, as she twirled one of the strands of her luxurious black hair.

She turned to face the doorway when a raven flew in, its broad wingspan a silhouette against the column of stained glass. She gasped when she saw Nin’s majestically tall, lean figure. His pristine white hair added to his ethereal look.


The girl with the faded pink streak—Anya—jumped back when she saw Nin. The orb slipped from her hands as she did so. Her heart was in her throat. This was highly unusual, someone else sneaking around. It was what she and Leticia did, for a living.

Nin dashed a couple of steps forward and put a leg out, balancing the orb on his foot, just before it hit the ground. He deftly kicked the orb up to his hand. It required minimal effort for him to do so.

“Yours, I believe?” Nin said to Anya, with a slight bow. He held the dazzling diamond sphere out to the girls. Nin was a punk by Elven standards, but good manners were something he had never quite shaken off.

Anya was staring straight at him, blankly yet intensely. Nin noticed the warm shade of brown in her eyes, which was quite different from his own dusky-violet ones.

Her fingers lightly grazed across his palm when she took the orb back. The other girl was staring at his shiny, black leather boot.

Elves don’t make a sound with their footsteps, if they don’t want to, Nin said to himself, stifling a chuckle.

Neither of the girls seemed to be the sort who thrived on social interactions. At least, not on first impression. They were dressed quite plainly, in black jeans and gray jackets, without tons of make-up or piercings. They looked slightly scruffy and disheveled, and like their hair had gotten blown around a bit in the wind.

Still, Nin believed there was a reason for this chance encounter. He decided to err on the side of intuition. “I’m Nin.”