About Me

Your writer, in her natural state of bemusement.

The story so far

I’m Iris, a proud INTJ constantly on the verge of an existential crisis. My coping mechanism includes getting lost in whatever place strikes my fancy and spending copious amounts of time watching cute animal videos and playing Scrabble on the internet.

Naturally, I write.

I started journaling as an angst-filled teenager, inevitably segueing into angst-filled blogging in the early 2000s. I eventually figured out that I could make a living out of this dependency on the written word, so I left my corporate job and hightailed it to Thailand where I spent over a year writing in overnight buses and hostels in between failed attempts at teaching English (and rolling around like a rotisserie chicken in random beaches).

At some point, I moved back to the Philippines and soldiered on as a freelance writer, steadily building up a solid client base (most of whom I still work with today). However, as my writing career flourished, my personal life floundered when I made a bunch of questionable life choices, including getting unhappily married.

Ever the self-starter, I got myself unmarried and went on my dream solo trip to Europe. That same year, I also re-met my first (read: high school!) boyfriend for the first time in 16 years. We’ve been quite happily attached since.

In an effort to introduce structure to my life, I re-entered the corporate world in 2015 as a Bid Manager for a large tech company. I currently spend a sizable chunk of my time putting together business proposals and imparting dubious wisdom on my much younger colleagues. I enjoy it immensely.

When I’m not working on my day (night) job and plethora of freelance gigs, I spend hours holding my breath and finning my way across the seabed, making friends with fishes and turtles and whatever else would tolerate my presence. I plan on becoming a freediver-slash-conservationist at some point in my life. We’ll see how that goes.

So that’s life in my neck of the woods so far. Mind you, I go through some sort of serious upheaval every 5 years or so, so I’m due for one any day now. Who knows? I might finally write a book.