#BookbedFictory Year 2 Winners

Here, we announce the winner and the crowd fave (we’ll get in touch!). Thanks to the writers, beta readers and judges that have all been part of this year’s fic fest—we hope you enjoyed getting spooked! Congratulations! Garnered an average of 3.5 out of 5 stars / Click here to read. About the writer: Si Joel Donato Jacob ay isang mountaineer, volunteer emergency medical search and rescue respondent, at community-based HIV screening motivator. Kasalukuyan siyang nag-aaral ng Malikhaing Pagsulat sa Kolehiyo ng Arte at Panitikan sa Unibersidad ng Pilipinas sa Diliman. [Joel Donato Jacob is a mountaineer, volunteer emergency medical search…

#BookbedFictory 015: ‘Artifacts from the Parent’

by Joel Donato Jacob Prompt: The cure for a new deadly epidemic is almost scarier than the disease. Arvin C. Diesmos, Mae L. Diesmos and Rafe M. Brown Abstract The Philippine amphibian fauna introduced species of frogs: Bufo marinus (Linnaeus), Raba catasbeiana (Shaw), Hoplobatrachis chinensis (Osbeck), Rana erythraea (Sclegel), and Kaloula pulchra (Gray). Bufo marinus was introduced in the Philippines in the 1930s purportedly to control the explosive population of crop insects. The species in now found in numerous islands across the country through subsequent introductions both accidental and deliberate in nature… … This paper reviews the status and distribution…

#BookbedFictory 014: ‘The House with the Sliding Door’

by BJ Medina Prompt: He locked the doors and shuttered the windows; it came in through the roof. The following story was inspired by the events that happened to a family that relocated to a house somewhere in the province of Cavite. As of this writing, the house in Cavite is still standing. Day 0 They packed their belongings into separate boxes which were carried over to a large truck. After a decade of staying in the busy world of the metropolis, the mother decided to move her family to a house for rent in Cavite, far from the noisy…

#BookbedFictory 013: ‘131313’

ni Winter Aragon Prompt: You receive an email at midnight of a picture of you asleep on your bed… from right outside your window. You live on the 13th floor of a newly built condominium. Sa mundong ating kinagagalawan may mga misteryong nais natin alamin pero may ibang mas nanainisin na lang manatiling isang katanungan. Walang sagot. Walang pagkakakilanlan. ~Unang Araw~ “Sigurado ka na ba sa desisyon mo na ‘yan, Danita?” “Oo naman, Kuya Danny,” walang kabig kong sagot bago sumalampak sa pinakamalambot na kamang nahigaan ko. “Ay, naku, Danita, maghunus-dili ka nga!” narinig kong wika ni Ate Hanna, ang asawa…

#BookbedFictory 012: ‘Panginoon ng Mga Uwak’

ni Darwin Medallada Prompt: A desperate farmer just wants to be able to feed his family through the dry season. El Niño Ako ang dahilan kaya namatay si Tatay. ‘Yon ang palagi kong naiisip sa tuwing binabalikan ang isang alaala ng gabi noong 1984. Bitak-bitak na ang mga palayan sa Anislag. Katulad ng lupang ilang taon nang ginagawa noon para maging lansangan. Tuyo na ang dalawang balon na hinukay namin ni Tatay no’ng nakaraang taon. Unti-unti na ring natutuyo ang mga sapa at irigasyon na nagsusuplay ng tubig sa mga sakahan. Ilang kilometro pa ang layo ng bukal na pinagkukunan ng…

#BookbedFictory Winners

Congratulations to everyone who participated in Bookbed’s very first fic fest! We hope everyone enjoyed participating in Fictory and gained something along the way. Thank you to the writers, beta readers and judges for all your hard work. Check out the list of winners below (we’ll get in touch!), and see you in the next #BookbedFictory! 1st Place: Black Love by Mayumi Cruz (5 out of 5 stars) Prize: P2,000-worth of bookstore gift certificate + Bookbed shirt Some comments from the judges: “The story starts in medias res, which makes it exciting. The pacing was perfect and so was the narrative.”…

#BookbedFictory 011: ‘I See What You See’

by Hannah Taotjo Prompt: You’re a person who can see all colors, living in a colorblind world. His room looked untidy, but nothing was out of place. The sheets of paper lying on the floor belonged on the floor, the ones crumpled into balls of frustration were in the wastebasket. The books that he took to bed with him deserved to be there. Those on the shelf were unneeded, though were dusted fastidiously every other Sunday. There were no pictures of his mother or father. He had no brothers and sisters to have pictures of. There were some Polaroids of his…