by Bryan Meniado Travelling with ease is undoubtedly one of the things we miss in this pandemic, and it’s been more than a year since and we are sadly still unable to fly without the fear of a coronavirus exposure. But I miss travelling not only because of mere “paglalakwatsa.” That’s a common misconception when…More
Monthly Archives: May 2021
Poetry Submission: ‘The 1’
by Aidan Bernales How are you?Isn’t that so strange?After so long of not thinking about you, that’s the first thing I ask—Are you feeling better than the last time we talked?I remember how hurriedly I walked past your favorite store in the mallIn a weak attempt not to meet your eyes one more timeAfter we spoke…More
A Writer’s Life: Issue #1
by Cindy Wong It all started one summer day when I was 12, and I ran out of books to read. With no internet and no access to the library, I decided to write the books I would have wanted to read. I never thought I would be a writer, let alone become a publisher…More
#BookbedMeets: Silent Reading Session this May 29
We’re inviting everybody who wants to make some progress on their current reads or TBR piles! This month’s #BookbedMeets session is on Saturday, May 29. We’ll read for an hour and share about the stories afterwards. Everyone is welcome! ☁ #BookbedMeets is Bookbed’s Community Day. Everyone is welcome! To receive invites to future meetups and…More
Call for Submissions: #BookbedFictory: First Day of School
Welcome to this year’s #BookbedFictory, in collaboration with BRUMULTIVERSE, a soon-to-be-launched fictional multiple universe where amazing stories happen. Participants for this round will need to write and submit a fic using only this prompt: “The Main Character wakes up on the first day of school, late for their classes in a university they don’t remember…More
Poetry Submission: ‘Turning Tables’
by Aidan Bernales Paper-cutsWhere thin skin used to beCrossing and uncrossing my legs,Waiting for you to get used to meBecause I carved our names on every building we’ve passed throughI’ve made poetry out of every memory I’ve ever had with youBecause the heart wants what it wantsAnd it only ever moves me forward when my feet…More
