Isnin, Mei 29, 2006

" Sang Pecinta "

Akhirnya, album yang ditunggu-tunggu peminat M.Nasir telah berada di pasaran. Sang Pencinta mengandungi 10 lagu 'segar' dari M.Nasir. Semua lagu dan lirik adalah ciptaan sifu sendiri kecuali lirik Tangisan di Hujung Galaksi dan Vendeta hasil nukilan Loloq. Single pertama Juwita ... (Citra Terindah) sudah mengambarkan arah tuju album ini. Jangan terperanjat jika tiada lagi irama Nusantara kedengaran tetapi pendengar dihidangkan dengan irama progresif seperti zaman-zaman Kembara. Album ini menggunakan pemuzik handalan seperti Yazid, Ujang, Jay Jay,Nan, Rafie,Nafie Spider,Zul Mahat dan lain-lain lagi. Fadzli Fauzi, Marzuki, Roslan Aziz, Peter Chong dan Zairie bertindak sebagai jururakam dan juruadun. Album ini perlu didengar sekurang-kurangnya tiga kali untuk betul-betul menghayati keunikannya. Tersendiri dan jangan buat perbandingan album ini dengan album sifu sebelumnya. Lain dari yang lain.

Track List
1. Juwita...(Citra Terindah)
2. Sang Pencinta
3. Tujuh Nafas Lagi
4. Tangisan di Hujung Galaksi
5. 'Vendeta'
6. Bahtera Raudah
7. Destinasi : Eterniti
8. Setiap Dambaan
9. Apa Lagi
10. Balada Seorang Teman.

Jumaat, Mei 26, 2006

Reminding me.

One of the best thing about working with people around me is how we exchange ideas all the time. The excitement we're always getting when we have good ideas are doubled as the others also like the idea one has.

We have been coming up with a lot of new stories and it feels great to create.

I now remember why I want to do this for the rest of my life. Sometimes, I forget.

But I remember now.

Khamis, Mei 25, 2006

" ...why comics? "

A friend : " ...why should we love comics? "

Me : " Let me see... "

Why should we love comics?


Why should we love comics?

We should. Comics makes us laugh, Comics makes us cry. We fall in love with characters we want to meet and introduce to our friends. If we create comics, we create experiences that will reach other people and those experiences will become a part of those people's life FOREVER. Even if your story suck, and specially if it doesn't... we're all sharing a world in which we create the rules, we break them, we make people believe they can trust us their hopes.

We're trusting them our dreams.

Why should we love comics?


Why should we love comics?





Rabu, Mei 24, 2006

Isnin, Mei 22, 2006

a piece of advice... for a friend.


I don't know that I'm really qualified to give advice. But I wasn't much older than you when I started writing and not letting anyone know that I do love writing so very much. So I decided to be a journalist, and learn how the world and publishing worked, and meet everyone I wanted to meet, and feed myself and pay my bills and pretty quickly, that is what I am doing. Seeing there was a 'shopping list' of other things I wanted to do when I am done with journalism, I carried on writing and am still slowly working my way down the list.

And they may be terribly hard fields to break into (except maybe for some other jobs which is easy to break into and nearly impossible to make enough to buy a meagre dinner with your girlfriend once a year with) but they are enormously fun ones... and talent and enthusiasm will take you a very long way. Sometimes the easiest way to do something is just to do it.

(Well, that's easy for you to say: says someone cynically reading this - you're a goddamn WRITER doing something that you actually love and have your talent on. As if I didn't start from every bit as nowhere as anyone else does?! That's how you start. My philosophy starting out was that you learn how to do it by doing it and making mistakes --- and publishing them --- and carrying on. Shut the critics. So far it seems to have worked, as much perhaps, by accident as design.)

Rabu, Mei 17, 2006

Write now...

I really don't want to sit here giving you my life story. It's boring and too long for me to write or for you to sit and have time to read. Anyway, with my writing... it's just seemed like one thing after another and I have no one to give me input on any of it since I, quite literally come from a family of mathmagicians, all very concrete thinkers(but not imagineers). My question is this: When do you just give up? I don't want to but it seems like the only logical thing to do when you're so down and incredibly frustrated about stuff. I'm so tired and pressured with being deemed a failure before. The one year I was actually able to give up the things I like was the most miserable year of my life. I know you're busy and I really don't expect you to answer this conundrum. I just thought it might be nice to talk to someone out here in the open who might just be able to understand, even if --- AT THIS POINT --- I'm just sending a message out into the ether.

As for giving up, well... sure, if I want to do it again. Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it's always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins. It has no job security of any kind, and depends mostly on whether or not you can, like a that story-teller from Arabian Nights(1001 Malam): tell the stories each night that'll keep the king alive until tomorrow. There are undoubtedly hundreds of easier, less stressful, more straightforward jobs in the world. Personally, I can't think of anything else I'd rather do, but that's me.

If you want to be a writer, WRITE. You may have to get a day job to keep body and soul together (I cheated, and got a writing job, or lots of them, to feed me and pay the rent and bills). If you aren't going to be a writer, then go and be something else. It's not a god-given calling. There's nothing holy or magic about it. It's a craft that mostly involves a lot of work, most of it spent sitting making stuff up and writing it down, and trying to make what you have made up and written down somehow better.

I think for me the tipping point was when I was a very young man. It was late at night, and I was lying in bed and I thought... as I do oftenly thought, "I could be a writer. It's what I want to be. I think it's what I am." And then I imagined myself in my older-days, possibly even on my deathbed, thinking that same thought, in a life when I'd never written anything. And I'd be an old man, with my life behind me, still telling myself I was really a writer --- and I would never know if I was kidding myself or not.


It does help to be a writer, to have the sort of crazed ego that doesn't allow for failure. The best reaction to a rejection slip is a sort of wild-eyed madness, an evil grin, and sitting yourself in front of the keyboard muttering, "Okay! You bastards. Try rejecting this!!!" and then writing something so unbelievably brilliant that all other writers will disembowel themselves with their pens upon reading it, because there's nothing left to write. Because the rejection slips will arrive. And, if the books or magazines or comics are published, then you can pretty much guarantee that bad reviews will be as well. And you'll need to learn how to shrug and keep going. Or you stop, and get a real job.

...and that WILL be the day.

Isnin, Mei 15, 2006

Monday BLUES : Reborn!

Wet Monday morning in Subang Jaya. Terbabas pergi kerja lagi ...semacam mana pagi-pagi Isnin yang sebelumnya.

Was reading Paulo Coelho's 'The Alchemist' last night, a marvellous extraordinary tale about life and destiny, much of which was applicable to my writing as well (or I thought it was). Sample quote, "Anyone who performs should love the art in himself, and be very wary of loving himself in the art."

( Dalam makna dia tu ye... )

Am experiencing MONDAY BLUES at the office. Would write all sorts of funny and interesting anecdotes about it and the previous weekend if I wasn't falling asleep, so will go to the library instead for some brain-exercises.

Given a refreshing and sweet SMS from a girl early this morning. Thank You.

Jumaat, Mei 12, 2006


Woke up really early in the morning and read some of the new piled comics and magazine on my bed.

It supposed to be an off-day(Hari Wesak) but still... off to work it is.


Years and years and years ago,there's a lot of fear in me. But not now. Today, I have took-over fear and fear is indeed fearful of me.

It's probably worth pointing out that it's not just niceness that makes people not want to disturb "fairy things". There's fear there too. I remember being shown a large problem in the middle of a very delicate situation, but alas I managed overcome it. THE POWER OF WILL.

You know you're tired of over-writing when it occurs to you that the reason that the phone you are holding is frustrating your efforts to dial with it by somehow not having any buttons with numbers on either side, is because you picked up comic books instead. Not a problem. I've never minded when people don't like stories of mine (or the flip side: I've never been able to understand why some people feel the need to apologise for liking some story or other best of all. Of course you'll have favourites, and they may not be the favourites of the person standing next to you).

I hope most people will by now assume that the next story I tell will probably be different all over again, and pick it up to see if they like it or not, but I'll not take it personally if they don't.

Jumaat, Mei 05, 2006

Rabu, Mei 03, 2006


I should be busy writing articles right now, but were too 'uninspired' to do so. Lots of fun things waiting here in the mail for me. One of them being a friend asking:

"Bila novel kau nak siap weiii.. ??? Ker kau tu poyo jer lebih?!"


How do you know when your book is done? Hmm. I forget who it was that said that art is never finished, only abandoned and that's true up to a point. I'm never satisfied, but normally there's a point that feels like you've reached the end of a story, that the journey begun is now over and another point somewhat later, where you feel like something's been fixed and changed and polished as much as it's going to be fixed and changed and polished... not that nothing more can be done with it but that any more changes are going to make little difference to the end result and might just make it worse. You'll probably cope all right with the book, but you might want to close your eyes reading it.

I know I'm a bit re-miss in posting right now. I will do as soon as I get a bit more time. I feel like I have a book that still needs some plastering and polishing and I may have to move the desk and change the current chair I'm using, but that's definitely another reason: for delaying things and being late.

Right. That's about it...

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