Javier A. Robayo's Blog, page 2
February 1, 2020
Epoch Ch. 5 Love

For me, a manuscript, love is a thrilling current that flows through and around barriers.
Good and evil aren’t nearly as complex as this one paramount aspect of the human experience. This part of life spawned millions of beautiful pieces of writing from haiku poems and...
Published on February 01, 2020 05:59
January 29, 2020
Silence is golden
"They have the wrong date on the receipt. You got me this car wash after the Florida trip," said a voice filled with indignation. Each syllable escalated with a darker shade of irritation.
You must calm her down said the voice in my head. "Maybe there were two receipts."
Like the concussion of a grenade in an elevator, her anger crashed over me.
Uh oh...
Sometime after a long trip to Florida, I got her a car wash. The car was dirty but the gas station offered a discount in gas if I got the...
You must calm her down said the voice in my head. "Maybe there were two receipts."
Like the concussion of a grenade in an elevator, her anger crashed over me.
Uh oh...
Sometime after a long trip to Florida, I got her a car wash. The car was dirty but the gas station offered a discount in gas if I got the...
Published on January 29, 2020 18:31
January 22, 2020
5 Years Later
I still believe I was possessed when I wrote Gaze and Next Chapter.
2020 finds me still in awe of the many predictions I left on the pages all those years ago. Okay, prediction may be a bit strong, but there are several parallels with the outcome of those stories and my life today.
In fact, upon revisiting the prologue in My Two Flags, I was dumbfounded to find myself in the scene of the pages. Every object I described on the page years ago materialized around me. From the book on my...
2020 finds me still in awe of the many predictions I left on the pages all those years ago. Okay, prediction may be a bit strong, but there are several parallels with the outcome of those stories and my life today.
In fact, upon revisiting the prologue in My Two Flags, I was dumbfounded to find myself in the scene of the pages. Every object I described on the page years ago materialized around me. From the book on my...
Published on January 22, 2020 17:59
December 30, 2015
Making her list

Some of you may be married less or more time than I, but it's safe to assume that after the bliss of the first few years, that maddening, all-consuming combination of love and youthful lust, fades to the background and life takes over with its routines and mundane commitments. Right? With children in the mix, one or two pets, and full time employment, life really takes a big bite out of the time pie.
Suddenly, there's barely a chance for a...
Published on December 30, 2015 08:26
December 24, 2014
Before the Christmas Tree...
My girls are now 10 and 7 so the Christmas magic is still alive and well in their hearts. At their age, I always made a point to sit before the decorated tree and think back on the year that was. This year is bound to hold several dog-eared pages from its chapters, and these particular pages hold numerous names, and what kind of writer would I be if I don't share this little message for them to know?
But allow me to share some backstory.
Sheri and I moved back to Connecticut after losing our ho...
But allow me to share some backstory.
Sheri and I moved back to Connecticut after losing our ho...
Published on December 24, 2014 17:37
September 16, 2014
REDO
At 5am I started the engine, took a deep breath, and drove to my new life.
Without the usual rush on I-95, I set the cruise control and thought back on long gone days when I made my way to my old job in Pennsylvania.
Back then, I fought wave after wave of anxiety at the thought of having to survive another day at work. It wasn't easy to run an old crane, but there was an element of fun and self-pride in moving heavy loads with skill. Carrying the possibility of something going wrong when you le...
Without the usual rush on I-95, I set the cruise control and thought back on long gone days when I made my way to my old job in Pennsylvania.
Back then, I fought wave after wave of anxiety at the thought of having to survive another day at work. It wasn't easy to run an old crane, but there was an element of fun and self-pride in moving heavy loads with skill. Carrying the possibility of something going wrong when you le...
Published on September 16, 2014 17:55
May 18, 2014
The Gaze, a novel, Genre: Women's Lit

For more than ten years, the maelstrom of her life grants her peace only in the emotions committed on a piece of writing the boy who changed her life wrote to the love of his life. In her m...
Published on May 18, 2014 13:37
April 26, 2014
The Writing Process Blog Tour

We write our work from both coasts, Monica in Seattle, Washington and me in Clinton, Connecticut, and meet with our...
Published on April 26, 2014 17:29
April 15, 2014
Epoch Ch4 Good vs Evil
Among all the millions of inhabitants sharing planet earth, humans are the only species capable of spirituality. Even those who proclaim themselves agnostic exercise a measure of spirituality.
Spirituality is not falling on your knees and praying to a supernatural deity whose existence you accept on faith alone.
Sharks, lions, and eagles do not pray. As I previously pointed out, their existence revolves around food and procreation. With humans, another force is at play, and that’s the purs...
Spirituality is not falling on your knees and praying to a supernatural deity whose existence you accept on faith alone.

Published on April 15, 2014 09:06
April 10, 2014
My Two Flags Foreword by Acclaimed Author Monica La Porta
ForewordAs seen on My Two Flags Vol. 1 I pledge allegiance...
Sometimes, what looks like the end of a journey is the beginning of a lifelong experience. Anybody who left their motherland for America, seeking betterment in life wears the emotional scar that comes with that decision.
After the spellbinding roller coasters of The Gaze and The Next Chapter, author Javier A. Robayo has delved into the depth of cultural alienation.
http://www.javierrobayoauthor.com/my-two-flags.html
In My Two Flag...
Sometimes, what looks like the end of a journey is the beginning of a lifelong experience. Anybody who left their motherland for America, seeking betterment in life wears the emotional scar that comes with that decision.
After the spellbinding roller coasters of The Gaze and The Next Chapter, author Javier A. Robayo has delved into the depth of cultural alienation.

In My Two Flag...
Published on April 10, 2014 15:38