Renowrites blog!

Author of YA novel "Enlightenment" available March 2019!


My life is a dichotomy. Perhaps a trichotomy of sorts. I am a traditional, I am a basketball coach, I am a writer.

If you were to take away my coaching and writing lives, I live a successful traditional life. I’m raising three teenagers and have been married to Lynette since 2000. We own our home in California and have the amenities to be content with our lives. But it turns out I’m the soul who can’t stay still.

I’m also a basketball coach. I mentor students through the game of basketball. I’ve run a basketball organization since 2011 and have been a high school coach since 2012, being the Varsity coach at Mountain House High since 2014. I simply love basketball. Through this game, I’ve made great friendships and love my life as a coach.

I am also a writer. I’ve written songs that have been released by record labels. Today, I’ve focused on writing everyday in my Bathala Series. Book one of the series is my novel Enlightenment that continues to be the little novel that will. Published by an indie press Pacific Boulevard Books, it has the “will” to be among all the great novels released in 2019. The Bathala Series is now a lifelong mission to tell a Filipino story in the modern day centered around my homeland’s pre-Spanish existence. Some of it is factual with creative fiction mixed in, a 7 part story that makes me vulnerable.


Being vulnerable to criticism as a coach and writer is in direct contrast to my traditional life. Sometimes I wonder why I’m not content and why I’m looking to make an imprint on this world through writing. And that leads me to the ultimate question. What is the purpose of being vulnerable?

Vulnerability. It scares people. It scares me. Yet, I’ve found, vulnerability is a great motivator, an impetus to be more than who you are.

Growing up in Northern Michigan in the 1980s, I wanted to be a great 2nd baseman or point guard, but I didn’t put in the work to be great in sports. I only dreamed about it. And looking back at my adolescent sports aspirations, I realize I have always been a dreamer.

I loved pop music, video games and books. And it was through books, my imagination flew. My reality of being a Filipino kid in Michigan became morphed by all the things I wanted to do.

Today, my latest challenge is doing what I want to do without sacrificing the comfort of my family’s traditional life. How does a writer survive in California without a downturn in lifestyle? The majority of writers struggle financially. This financial vulnerability can lead to great writing and notoriety. Perhaps I should…but then again…I remind myself to be happy knowing I’ve done the best I can. And that whatever I’ve set my mind to in my life, I’ve accomplished.

And doing my best is what I should celebrate, because this imperfect journey makes me unique. At least this is what I keep telling myself, my adolescent sports aspirations crashing into adult me. I’ve done what was expected of me, and I’ve still kept my dreams afloat. Because like in the 1980s, I continue to look to the stars, dreaming of what I want to become.

I am a dreamer. And after all these years, it feels good to finally admit it.

Filed under: everyday, Writing