aysabaw

Writing in between sewing, embroidery, motherhood, and allergic rhinitis.


  • Who Did I Think I Was?

    I participated as a merchant in a 3-day fair in Rockwell this weekend. It turns out, I was a very small fish in a very big, fancy pond. It was a sunny day in May when a DM came to me. It was an invitation for a fair. At Rockwell. Let me repeat: At Rockwell. Continue reading

  • I am back. Real and Raw.

    When I thought of abandoning this blog, it was because I thought I couldn’t fit in anymore. I am not that island girl anymore. I am simply not that person anymore. So, I created another blog and called it Just Where The Sun Rises because I still wanted to keep writing. And it was a Continue reading

  • Hello and Goodbye

    Hello and Goodbye

    Hello!  It’s been a while. I was busy. Things here at home are more challenging than when I was abroad.  I’ve been here since last year. After decades of living and working abroad, I finally came home because of unavoidable circumstances. It wasn’t easy at all. It’s like a culture shock. And along with the Continue reading

  • Summer of Youth

    Summer of Youth

    Summer has made its presence felt with warm dawn, hot mornings, and sticky afternoons. But it’s just the start. Continue reading

  • one morning

    one morning

    I faced the silhouette of the majestic mountains, a small part of the great Sierra Madre, on a chilly February morning. Whipped like icing on top of the misty dark mountain silhouette are the silvery white clouds hovering slowly where the wind gently blows. They covered the sunlight, so the big fiery ball of fire Continue reading

  • It’s Christmas, after all

    It’s Christmas, after all

    The late December breeze hisses incessantly, making the branches of the chico tree from the neighbor’s backyard dance to its rhythm. The afternoon is filled with screaming kids and loud motorbikes passing by. Simmering pans knock on the door of twilight, and the evening is not without the merry music of drinking uncles. Every corner Continue reading

  • Just Another Day

    Just Another Day

    The morning song calls the sleepless as the scarlet skyline sets the sleepy town ablaze. Continue reading

  • Online Selling World: What Sellers Wish Buyers Know

    Online Selling World: What Sellers Wish Buyers Know

    Online selling became an instant hit during the pandemic. When people cannot get out, their goods are delivered to their doorstep. Continue reading

  • What I Learned From Writing SEO Keyword-Driven Content

    What I Learned From Writing SEO Keyword-Driven Content

    I’ve been writing for our company for a while. Mostly, press releases, articles, brand website content, and social media captions. I’ve been writing to my heart’s content using what I’ve learned from creative short story writing until recently, when the brand HQ pressed for SEO. It’s tough. Not very delightful to do. It’s purely business. Continue reading

  • Annoying Things That Influencers Do

    Annoying Things That Influencers Do

    With the rise of influencers came the terms collaborations, barters, and x deals – this meant that brands (especially hotels) and influencers work together to promote each other, with or mostly without cash. Some top-tier influencers even demand free flights if they are invited to promote certain hotels or destinations. In our case, we offer Continue reading

  • Overthinking Does Nothing

    Overthinking Does Nothing

    I could not stop thinking about the form I was to submit the other day. Maybe the certificate I attached to it was wrong. Perhaps I’d have to apply for a new certificate that will take about two weeks to receive, so I can attach it to the forms and start the application process. Continue reading

  • a time for change

    a time for change

    It is the time of the year when the wind and current change. The direction of the current is reshaping the island. The sands are slowly moving from the East to the Westside. Random afternoon rain has started. Soon, the monsoon season will dominate this sunny side of life. Dead leaves will smother the wet Continue reading

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