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QUILL WINNER 2024

Special Contributions Award

"Gervic has been a member of the WdC community since 2010 and is known for his creativity and kind, helpful spirit. One thing you may not know about him is that he donates his time and skills to The Quills as Image Creator. Being the Image Creator for The Quills speaks volumes about his dedication and generosity. Oftentimes, he is called upon at the last minute, and his dedication never wavers. His creativity and helpful spirit make him a valuable asset to both the WdC community and The Quills."

2024 Quill Award Winner - Best Medium-Length Poem, Structured:
"Nature's Nurture"

Read Winning Poem ▼

In whispers of wind and secrets of stone,
Nature's cradle, where spirit is sown.
Roots of being, in earth's embrace,
Drink deep the silence, find sacred space.

Sun's golden fingers, a gentle caress,
Waken the bud, in leafy green dress.
Moon's silver tear, on petal alight,
Nurtures the soul, in starlit night.

Mountains stand tall, with wisdom untold,
Stories of time, in canyons unfold.
Ocean's vast heart, a restless beat,
Echoes the pulse, where shadows retreat.

Every creature, a brushstroke divine,
Painting a canvas, where spirits entwine.
From soaring hawk, to whispering breeze,
A symphony sung, with endless appease.

But nurture's embrace, transcends the wild,
In human touch, a love reconciled.
In whispered song, and stories shared,
A fabric woven, with tender care.

In kindness given, like sunlit rain,
We nourish the seed, to blossom again.
In laughter's cascade, and tearful release,
We find solace, and find inner peace.

So nature and nurture, a sacred blend,
Two hands entwined, to journey's end.
For in the soil of love, and spirit's embrace,
We rise to the light, and find our true place.

2024 Quill Award Winner - Best in Genre: Fantasy:
"WDC Dragon Vale "

QUILL FINALIST 2024

Spiritual / Philosophical (incl. Inspirational, Religious):
"Dearest Me"

Best Medium-Length Poem, Structured:
"Nature's Nurture"

QUILL NOMINEE 2024

Best Reviewer Best Portfolio
GERVIC

Best Medium-Length Poem, Structured:
"Nature's Nurture"

Best New Fundraiser:
"Whack-a-Zombie"

Best Short Non-Fiction:
"Dearest Me"

ANGEL OF THE MONTH
December 2024

REVIEWER OF THE MONTH
April 2024

2023 Quill Winner
QUILL WINNER 2023
"Garden of Luck Fundraiser-CLOSED"

2023 Quill Finalist
QUILL FINALIST 2023
"Garden of Luck Fundraiser-CLOSED"

2023 Quill Nominee
QUILL NOMINEE 2023
Best Portfolio Best Reviewer
GERVIC

Best New Fundraiser Best New Graphic Design/Layout
"Magical Express Delivery Wagon"

Best of the Rest
"Vibrant Text 'n Image Shop"

Best Entertainment Best Community Best Fantasy
"Garden of Luck Fundraiser-CLOSED"

QUILL NOMINEE 2022
Best Medium-Length Poem, Structured Best Nature Genre Best Tribute Genre:
"Wintertime's Out, Springtime's In"

Best Short Story | Best Romance/Love Genre Best LGBTQ+ Genre Best Experience Genre:
"Love in Quarantine"

Best New Fundraiser:
"Magical Express Delivery Wagon"

For quill 2021 winners
QUILL WINNER 2021
Best Raffle/Auction:
"Ultimate Candy Crusher Game"

For the Quill finalists
QUILL FINALIST 2021
Best Friendship (Genre):
"CNotes for all Occasions"

QUILL NOMINEE 2021
Best Raffle/Auction:
"Ultimate Candy Crusher Game"

Best Image/CNote:
"Cnote: Wearing a Smile"
"Cnote: Just to say Hello"

Best Shop:
"CNotes for all Occasions"

ANGEL OF THE MONTH
March 2022

ANGEL OF THE MONTH
September 2013

Guiding Quote

"If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door."

By: Milton Berle

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Writer | Poet | Blogger | Graphic Artist | Game Moderator

Under skies of a quiet May evening in 1993, I was born in Naghalin, Novallas, Tanjay, Philippines. Today, at 30, I'm more than what you'll find on my birth record. I'm a dreamer, a writer, a designer, an artist, a coder – a dabbler in many worlds. I weave words, conjure landscapes, and breathe life into pixels. HTML is my second language, and creativity, my constant companion.

My childhood was nestled within a family of seven, my parents, siblings, and me. As the second of five, I yearned for family dinners, but college whisked me away to a new city. Living solo was tough. Juggling school with chores was a daily dance, and meals often took a backseat to textbooks and projects. University cafeterias and brand new sneakers were luxuries I envied, replaced by frugal lunches and worn shoes. Yet, amidst the longing, a fire burned – the memory of my mother and sister leaving our younger siblings to work as caregivers, sacrificing everything for my education.

Though I earned a partial scholarship for graduating top of my class, our financial reality bit hard. My chosen path – Bachelor of Science in Accountancy at Foundation University – was far from a walk in the park. Sleep became a rare commodity, traded for endless hours of accounting principles and balance sheets. But I persevered, earning recognition in my early years. Until one day, everything crumbled. My sister's pregnancy coincided with a failed subject, snatching away my scholarship and plunging my dreams into darkness. Devastated, I quit school, months at home a barren wasteland of lost purpose.

Boredom gnawed, but books, paper, and pen offered solace. Then, a spark: I returned to the city, landing a job as a Call Center Representative. The work was challenging, especially navigating the minefield of angry customers, but it was rewarding. Finally, I could contribute, seeing my efforts ease the burden on my parents. We paid debts, bought luxuries once unthinkable, and tasted the sweet abundance of life.

Blessings continued to bloom. My dear Auntie, my late grandfather's sister, extended a helping hand. Dismayed at my abandoned studies, she offered to sponsor my return to school in Manila, inviting me to share her home and lighten her load. Hesitant at first, I embraced her love, packing my dreams and leaving my resignation at the call center.

Manila was a whirlwind of firsts – first plane ride alone, first city symphony, and most importantly, first meeting with Auntie. While waiting for university acceptance, I poured my heart into poetry, filling the void with words. But Manila's university wasn't my haven. Sparse classes and uninspired learning left me adrift. Auntie, sensing my despair, rescued me once more, arranging my transfer back to my original university. Home beckoned, and I, with a sigh of relief, finally returned.

Years flew by, and I crossed the graduation stage, diploma clutched tight. This wasn't the initial path I walked, but the Bachelor of Science in Business Administration with a Major in Management Accounting felt like a hard-won victory. It was my gateway to new possibilities, a key unlocking doors I hadn't yet seen.

Today, I stand tall in a reputable company. Though comfortable, my eyes are drawn to the horizon, searching for greener pastures. Milton Berle's words echo in my heart, "If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door." And that's exactly what I'll do. With resilience and a heart full of dreams, I'll navigate the uncharted waters, forging my own path, one step at a time.

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