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After a long hiatus, we are back! Read the stories below and meet up 2009/08
with us on Saturday, June 26, 2PM at the Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf, 2009/09
Robinsons Galleria. 2009/10
2009/12
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2010/03
2010/04
Here are the stories we'll discuss - just follow the links:
2010/06
2010/07
Hooves and the Hovel of Abdel Jameela by Saladin Ahmed
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online-story-from-clockwork.html
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Philippine Speculative Fiction has become one of the country’s most consistent and highly-
anticipated yearly anthology series, showcasing the continuing development of the exciting field of
speculative fiction writing. This fifth volume, edited by Nikki Alfar and Vincent Michael Simbulan,
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collects a broad spectrum of short stories that define, explore, and sometimes blur the boundaries
of science fiction, fantasy, horror, and all things in between—featuring the work of both literary
luminaries and very new voices, from across the archipelago and the globe. PSF 5 contains stories
by:
Kenneth Yu
health schmealth
Sadly, I can't go "health schmealth" anymore. As I grow older, parts
of me are just getting tired. This year, my litany of woes continued to
grow, and so I finally finally decided to do something about the
things I could do something about - bridgework for my teeth (yes, I
honestly prefer to chew instead of gumming my food to death)
despite my fear of the dentist (I take on the multiple injections, both
long and short, with a certain degree of quivering resignation), and
help for my eyes.
For around 25 years, I have been relying on my right eye for almost
all of my sight, as my poor near-sighted astigmatic left eye can barely
see jack shit. A decade or so ago, i had a brief dalliance with glasses
(smashed, lost, sat upon, bent) and contact lenses (or, more
properly, contact lens - since I wore only one) which did not work
out (swallowed it - a long and somewhat amusing story). But with
the onset of age and the incipient threat of farsightedness for my
working eye, a visit to the optha was in the cards.
When lenses were tested for my left eye, and when we achieved one
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that permitted me to SEE, I was beside myself with joy. And a little
vertigo, which was not because of sublime emotion but due to the
fact that my brain was merging my suddenly-sighted lazy eye with
my right workhorse. I walked around with the tester, looking like a
poor imagining of a steampunk commoner, but I was really happy.
My diet (do not blame the lovely liempo!) and smoking (gasp! can it
be?!) SHOULD be next, but the willingness is not there. Yet. I think I
can work out the diet thing, but smoking is... what? A quality of life
issue (hahaha)? Overwrought overextended teenage rebellion? A
writer's crutch? intellectually, I know it's horrible for me but part of
me says "too bad, then" even as my cells, perhaps inevitably, form
into the letter "C".
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But not all of my time is spent at the trading forums looking for new
furniture for my pet - I'm actually working on a couple of stories for
the new collection (he says, defensively).
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For Benjie
For Benjie
I first met Benjie years ago, in Manila. He had recently arrived from
the States and had gangsta swagger around him that was
immediately interesting – because beneath the tough guy was a
heart so vast in its capacity to give, a mind so powerful in its ability
to learn, and a spirit so enormous in ability to share.
We shared stories, he and I. He, about his difficult life and how he
wanted change, and how he knew it would have to be an act of will.
Together, we explored the vistas of imagination, playing characters
engaged in quests to make a difference, crafting together speculative
fiction with our other friends that provided outlets for our creative
energy.
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But from time to time, we’d meet up. And I was amazed at how
Benjie’s talent had grown. He became a photographer, parlaying his
inborn visual aesthetics into captured images that moved people. He
took pictures of me that ended up in my books of fiction, in New
York newspapers, that I still use for my social networks on the
internet. His talent took him to new heights in Cebu’s artistic and
creative community, and he shared his abilities with many.
And listen to him I did, for his wisdom and life experience was both
similar and dissimilar to mine. I only wish we had spoken more, that
I had gone out of my way to see him more. That I could just call him
up, right here, right now, and hear his voice, his stories, and
schedule a meet-up, a dinner. Anything, anything to see Benjie once
again.
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