Yes I really live on this tropical island in the southern Phillipines, spending my time thinking and writing when I am not running a modest farm.
Here on my pretend farm with buffalo and brahman bull for mates, it pleases me to think; not random dreams but a sort out of jumbled memories, from the often vivid past of that old friend youth and, seemingly more important, visions of how future life will be for my descendants.
So ,O thoughtful visitor, I THINK, I WRITE. If you care to read the blue island author, please try my books.
I can only trust you will find my depictions of the past and future embody beauty, merit and love at last.
If you would like to know more then read some of the stories on this site.