“Hey guys!” is that what I’m supposed to say? I really don’t know. I suck at making introductions. Anyway, I’m Tamara Dominique A. Solon (MyOwnUniverse is just my pen name. Why? You’ll know later.)

So, first up, I would like to tell you some things about myself. Obviously, I’m an avid reader of books, otherwise, I wouldn’t be in this blog site. But why? Why do I read? Aside from enjoying the amazing storylines, witty conversations, and gorgeous fictional boys, I read to… to escape. To forget. To run away. Yup, you read that right. You’re free to call me a coward now. It’s just that there are some things that I can’t face head-on and so I read. When I read, I forget pretty much everything. When I read, I forget about the harsh and cruel reality. No, actually, I run away from it. When I feel sad, angry, frustrated, disappointed or even happy, I read. In a way, books are my friends. And so whenever I finish reading one, I feel like I’ve lost a pal or a buddy, even if the story had a happy ending.

I know, I know. You’re probably thinking, “Does all this girl ever do is read?”

Most certainly not.

    Aside from reading, I also like dancing. Notice how I use the word like rather than love? Well, that’s because I don’t like dancing as much as reading. Yet. But what’s with dancing? It’s just that there’s something in dancing that I can’t find in reading. When I dance, I feel like I can do anything. When I dance, I feel free. Just like Agnes de Mille said, “To dance is to be out of yourself, larger, and more powerful, more beautiful. This is power, it is glory on earth and it’s yours for the taking.”

    What about writing? You probably assume that since I read a lot, I love to write too. Well, you’re wrong. I mean, I write occasionally. When I’m in the mood to. But I’m not really good at writing, especially when I’m forced to. Believe me, the results are disastrous. To tell you the truth, I think I like dancing more than writing. But when I do write, I don’t care. I just… I don’t know. Let go, I guess.

    Let’s go to music. Like my friend, artandtheories, I love Taylor Swift. Well, not so much as Taylor Swift herself (I don’t even know her personally), but her songs. Listening to her songs is like reading a diary. Her songs convey messages that are just so painfully and achingly real. You get what I mean? If you do, good for you. If you don’t, just listen to her songs to find out for yourself.

    Back to reading. Since when did I start loving books? I’m going to let you in on a secret. The first novel I read wasn’t actually in the teen fiction genre. In fact, it was Sidney Sheldon’s If Tomorrow Comes. And did you know that, before that, I hated books? Really. When someone would ask me to write in their scrapbook or something, I never hesitated to write in the Dislikes blank, books without pictures. But now, I really thank my mom for letting me read my first novel (yes, she’s the one who let me read that). Because of her, I learned to appreciate the beauty of books. But really, what’s so special about books? How is it different from watching a movie? Or listening to music? For me, it’s that you can imagine the characters your own way (especially the hot and gorgeous leading men XD) and practically live your favorite scenes because they’re described down to the minutest detail.

    And where does teen fiction come in? Like my friends, artandtheories and ChapterONE, the series Percy Jackson and The Olympians introduced me to this particular genre. I started to hunger for more teen fiction books when I finished this series. So, thank you he-who-shall-not-be-named for letting me borrow your books. And to Rick Riordan, I salute you.


    MyOwnUniverse.Not too catchy, right? But, whatever. I chose this as my pen name because I live in my own corner of the world, my own version of the universe. Makes sense? I don’t know either. But I’m pretty sure you get it already. If you don’t, sorry, I just don’t know how to explain it any further. Peace. ^_^

    If you’ve reached this far, hats off. You’ve survived my extremely boring page. (I’ve warned you about my writing skills.) Anyway, thank you for spending time to read this.


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