FIRST e-Book Release to be announced


Good day everyone!

      This would be my second official post for this year and the first for this August. I do hope all of you are doing well and that, one way or another. There are surprises lurking around your corner that excites you, the same way I am anxious and excited at the moment. So, here goes my first announcement of the Month.

I’m pleased to announce that before August ends. I will be definitely on the road for my very first eBook Publication.

There are still some details that I need to sort out first, but I am hoping that if all goes well. I would definitely be able to make it to the road to become an Author myself.

I am grateful and very thankful to all of those you that have rooted for me from the beginning.

I won’t be able to reveal any specific information yet, but to those who may have probably an idea what I am talking about, then can you guess the pixellated photo on top?

Once again, Thank you for dropping by and hope to see you all soon again.

Body Language: An Artistic Writing Tool

A reblogged for my fellow aspiring writers. Everyone if you’re looking for a blog that states the information you just might need to use for your stories. Here’s a blog you can follow and check out. ^-^

Writers In The Storm Blog

By Sharla Rae

Have you ever people-watched and tried to guess by facial expressions and body movements what people are feeling or thinking?

This non-verbal communication of emotion, state of mind or state of physical well-being is known as body language.

Body Language is one of the most artistic and useful tools in the writing craft.

The art:

Writers paint word visuals of a character’s movements in the reader’s mind and this art  is crucial in making our characters look and act like real people rather than stick characters moving around on the page.

The tools:

I demonstrated how to use body language as a tool to eliminate clunky saidisms in my blog, “Dialogue Tags: How To Kill Some Of The Little Buggers,– showing who’s speaking rather than telling.

Body language may also be used to set the tone or atmosphere in a scene. Example: A character…

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Finding Peace through the Art of Writing

By: Magsi Rover
Background Featured Music on repeat:
Sleep Away by Bob Arci

Why, Hello there!

I take it that this must be your first time visiting my blog. If not then, welcome back to my small space over the World Wide Web.
Today’s title is about Finding Peace through the Art of Writing.
I’m not really sure myself, how I could best possibly start this entry. Given the fact that my writing style is more informal than most bloggers over the web, and I do know that I’m not the only one that writes this way. Yet, it’s a little bit hard to follow through if you’re in this kind of writing style. Since, it sounds like I’m more personally speaking to you, my reader than actually stating the obvious facts of my title itself.
So, I will try and do my best to keep it steady and consistent as much as I can. Therefore, I would like to ask you a question on hand; In order for me to begin this little piece of mine.
“When you were a kid, did you always have that idea of who you wanted to become when you grow up?”
I think this is actually the most over-rated question that we would have always encountered during our pre-school years. If not in school, even when we are in family re-unions or simply meeting new people as we grew older.
My take on this, is that. I think, because we were asked every so often about this question. There were a lot of times that perhaps within ourselves contemplated on what we really wanted.
I guess, this caused chaos and as well as one of the primary reasons for our self destructive nature, back in our puberty years.
I know this for a fact because I remember growing up and getting all frustrated of what to answer whenever faced to ask this question each time.
It took me years to realize, what exactly I wanted to do in life.
While most are blessed to find their answers to the people they look up to, professionally and as well as, relatives that influenced them greatly in their lives as they grew up.
I wasn’t that fortunate. I think it was because there was so much going on at those moments as I grew up. It didn’t really help me understand the path I wanted to take. I was always curious and genuinely naïve. I looked up to many people and wanted to be in so many places all at the same time.
I guess, you could say. I’m the type that ended up being the Jack of almost all traits and a Master of None. I was hopping from one hobby up to another, looking up from one profession to the next.
I couldn’t decide.
I realized that the only thing that was always consistent in my daily routine was. Writing and Drawing.
I never failed to not hold a pen and paper in my whole life. On most days that I feel trapped, I’ve written a couple hundred stories that were inside my head, and the things I could not voice out through my writing. I end up drawing.
I sing and write my heart out in my own terms. There were times that I even felt like, my words were more of my sanctuary rather than the places I go and the people I spent most of my time with.
I’ve worked a couple of odd jobs as I took years off from college, mainly because of the financial instability of support that I had, when it came to my academics.
Yet, even so. I never stopped writing at all. I always fell in love with blank journals, recycled paper that were meant for scraps books and I’d end up writing my thoughts and plans that I wanted to do in Life.
It wasn’t until yesterday of the 30th of July 2015 that I realized what I truly wanted to do.
As I ended up dozing off from training at work for 24 solid minutes by mistake, in my futile attempt to be consistently early that I drove myself to the edge of exhaustion. I did what I could to keep myself intact as I struggled to learned through the countless process of the work that my Job description required me to do while failing miserably and ending up on light snoozes as I listened to the soft monotonous instructions of a series of exercises for us to be able to certify our Job position in the company.
And realized that, after a short brief opportunity in a workshop for writers that I signed up for a week ago that things dawned on me and  it was exactly around 7 o’clock in the evening that in the moment of doubt.
A moment of enlightenment as to why I felt unattached with the work I was about to pursue.
I contemplated before I decided to walk out of the training room, and buy myself a small piece of KitKat chocolate bar and YAKULT as I included a short piece of bond paper for my written resignation on that same day.
As I looked up for a proper format deemed fit for my intentions, I noticed myself to feel a lot more relaxed with my words rather than before. I felt happier and sure of what I was about to do, as I finished my last remaining sentences while placing that final signature of legitimacy of my resignation.
I walked my way back to the office and halted for a moment, as I took a scenic view of the City Building lights across the Pasig River. Standing at the hill side slope, I felt myself amused, as a memory of last year flashed back into my mind.
I found myself remembering about how I used to watch this place, across the office building veranda of my previous company.
I saw myself from that perspective and realized how different my thought process is now compared from last year, as well as the biggest change that ever happened in my late twenties.
In this piece of thought, I could definitely guarantee one thing.
I’ve found my peace in the Art of Writing.
Realizing that, I only wanted all the best to be a part of a world that contributes to the growth of the people that are, like me, in love with words and find sanctuary in living their life to read and write.
I hope you enjoyed what you’ve been reading so far. If you have insights, stories of similar experiences to share.
Don’t be shy and hit me up a message or a comment through my post.
Once again, this is Magsi Rover and I am truly THANKFUL that you’ve taken time to read what I had to write.

Wattpad: 3 Letters to Saturn

Hello Everyone!

As promised here is my first entry for July 2015. It’s a quick update about what I have been up-to all these time. I have already chosen the some-what perfect lay-out for this blog and I am really excited to announce almost everything.


Since there are still much needed work to do, I have to stop myself from doing so—here goes!

I’ve just recently finished my Letter-Story and has officially published it over

(If in case you guys are wondering what the website is all about. You can just simply click directly through the link that I have provided so that you can check it out.)

A Brief summery about the website is that it is actually a place for young and professional writers that allow them to publish their online books. So! If you are definitely looking for a place to get your story out in the open check out this site and you will definitely find yourself having a blast sharing your work.

Back to the main topic!

As I’ve already mentioned. I had just recently publish my letter-type story entitled 3 Letters to Saturn and it is already available to be read on

It was just published last 3 July 2015.

Currently with 24 votes and 201 reads over the site; I am pleased to share this little achievement. It is enough for me to be motivated in pursuing further in my writing. I have a long way to go and I would just like to specifically thank everyone in my life that has definitely helped me all throughout. If you guys have the time, please do check my works.

In the mean time, this is all for now.

If you are curious about what the story is all about.

Here is a brief synopsis that I have just provided especially for all of you.


3 Letters to Saturn is a Romantic apology told through emails that were never sent to Saturn. Jess and Saturn were High School sweethearts when Saturn leaves for Canada Jess knew one thing. It was over. They tried to stay in touch with each other, but after trying to be strong to stand for a Long Distance Relationship. Jess finally caves in and ends the relationship over the phone line. It has been 10 years ever since the last time they have met and Jess couldn’t help but finally declare her long overdue letters to Saturn.

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