Sounds Like Me by Sara Bareilles


I managed to grab a copy of my fave singer’s book only now, three years after it was published (what a fan, right) but I had been following her musical career all these years. I’ve always cringed at how she didn’t win any Grammy at all (cue her duet with Josh Groban at the recent Tonys) because to me she is a brilliant singer-songwriter who deserved the accolades. At least she already has an ongoing and successful Tony-nominated musical in her belt. There was something about Sara and her songs that were very accessible but not in that basic pop way. She strongly stands on her own because her songs have that depth of experience and point of view I assumed not all pop singers have. When I read this book, my intuition was confirmed.

“You are overwhelmed and haven’t learned to be your own friend through this yet. You will. Your fear of jumping without a net is so valid, and the trick that you haven’t learned yet is that that’s life, always and everywhere. There are no nets. Life is a big, long free fall, and the sooner you can embrace what is beautiful about that, the sooner you will start to enjoy the ride.”

Things I didn’t know about her:

  1. That she was bullied for being chubby.
  2. That she was college friends and front performer for Maroon 5.
  3. That she studied in Italy.
  4. That she had mental health issues.
  5. That the high note in Brave was NOT in her range.

Her writing style does sound like her; very funny and witty and not at all boring based on interviews or spiels I’ve seen of this artist.

“…a three-letter word that, when you break it down, refers to the thing in food that makes it taste good, so I love fat. (Hey bacon, call me. 😉 )”

I was also surprised by the book format because it featured anecdotes from people close to her like bandmates and friends craftily inserted into her narratives.

“It’s funny like that–you just don’t understand something when it’s easy. Like falling in love with someone–just kind of happens without making any real effort or big plans. Important songs come out that way as well.” – Jack Antonoff on Sara B’s “Brave” song

This sort of biographical novel on her musical journey endeared her more to me and brightened the fantasies to be her backup singer (I have a dream). Her album called The Blessed Unrest helped me survive the hardest heartache of my life, and I have to thank her for that. I hope she comes to Manila for a concert which I’m going to pay big bucks for, but Waitress is arriving ahead of her. Maybe I’ll start with that.

“Things evolve into other things. Emotions do the same. Forever. Your best ally in all of these shifting seas is your faith in the fact that you are exactly where you are supposed to be. Stay put. Stay soft. Stay gentle and kind. Listen to your instincts. Meditate. Pray. Laugh as much as humanly possible. Pain is ok too. Say thank you for all of it. Feel proud that you have spent most of your life’s energy on cultivating a strong connection to your own soul and the will of your heart. It is leading you somewhere deeply satisfying, but never perfect.”




Star Wars: The Legends of Luke Skywalker by Ken Liu


If you can’t get enough of the Star Wars universe and craving for “backstories,” this may be a perfect thirst quencher. Hugo, Nebula, and World Fantasy Award-winning author Ken Liu penned these rumors or legends about the heroic Luke Skywalker in the eyes of new characters (even species). First and second-hand stories fill the pages about Skywalker in different ages of his life. Without spoiling anything, the man is nothing short of an overwhelming personality that people in the rebellion and the Empire itself initially fear. Across the stories, however, he never fails to think of others in dire help, but he also showed, surprisingly, his search for self-improvement and learning; that he is not and maybe will never think of himself as someone who has peaked and is a master.

“Legends about our heroes don’t matter as much as what we choose to make of our own lives when the legends move us.”

He is a universal icon, and the various POVs brought fresh insights into the nuances and complexity of Luke as a character and how inspirational he can be. His sass and grit in these accounts make the book an enjoyable read, masterfully crafted to actually lend itself a supplement to the Star Wars canon in these imagined tales.

I was happy to have bought this during the National Book Store 75th anniversary sale where the price got slashed by around Php 200! Such a steal.


Ready Player One Film Review

I was super pumped up for this geeky adaptation of Ernest Cline’s novel, but sorry, folks. This is one of the moments I will say the book is better than the movie.

I LOVED THE BOOK. I even read it twice because I got hooked with Wade Watts’s adventures despite being a non-gamer. I understood what he was hoping for, how he wanted to escape, how he wanted to be seen, how he wanted to connect, and how he wanted to help the world defeat tyranny in his dystopian world. I had a blast trying to imagine all the old video games he conquered in my head and how it would have been awesome if the movie got the rights to ALL of them. Alas, my boyfriend found it amusing that I sulked deeper and deeper into my seat as the film’s story unfolded. Man, that was one wallop of disappointment.

(SPOILERS AHEAD. If you’re a curious cat, why not).

Don’t get me wrong. I’ve always loved Spielberg movies and the visuals were top of class and I am a supporter of female roles taking the limelight but I felt like Art3mis stole the thunder from Parzival.


I am talking about Wade’s awesome infiltration of Innovative Online Industries (IOI) for weeks in the novel. More than that, Daito was pushed to death, Sorrento is as horrifying as some world leaders in real-life, and Wade’s win was almost hopeless but ingenious because of his perseverance in one time of his life. It was life-changing in the end when he shared his pot money to his friends and to the world and it gives you hope about the youth in that pocket of the fantasy universe.

“I created the OASIS because I never felt at home in the real world. I didn’t know how to connect with the people there. I was afraid, for all of my life, right up until I knew it was ending. That was when I realized, as terrifying and painful as reality can be, it’s also the only place where you can find true happiness. Because reality is real.” – Anorak, Ready Player One

The novel’s themes were very timely, too. The build-up of Aech being female shattered gender stereotypes and the book expounded this quite well.

“As we continued to talk, going through the motions of getting to know each other, I realized that we already did know each other, as well as any two people could. We’d known each other for years, in the most intimate way possible. We’d connected on a purely mental level. I understood her, trusted her, and loved her as a dear friend. None of that had changed, or could be changed by anything as inconsequential as her gender, or skin color, or sexual orientation.”

As a female non-gamer, I would only watch guy friends and lovers who get wrapped up in moments when their hands touch the console, lost in that world. I can’t say I fully understand the feeling of why there is an addiction to it and other factors that make playing games for hours a need, but I guess it’s pretty similar to when I get my hands on a much-awaited novel and I shut off the real world with a Do Not Disturb sign.

“If I was feeling depressed or frustrated about my lot in life, all I had to do was tap the Player One button, and my worries would instantly slip away as my mind focused itself on the relentless pixelated onslaught on the screen in front of me. There, inside the game’s two-dimensional universe, life was simple: It’s just you against the machine. Move with your left hand, shoot with your right, and try to stay alive as long as possible.”

Needless to say, this is a review of the film being so much NOT THE BOOK, and if, by any chance, you get the time to read it after you’ve seen the film, DO IT. It’s a richer fantasy world and more than you’ll ever dream of.