How I Wrote Ten Books By Lydia Teh

Since we're still in the new year mood, I figured that it might be good that I start the first post of the year with this entry. If it is one of your resolutions this year to read more books, or even write more, then perhaps this is quite fitting.

Lydia Teh's 'How I Wrote Ten Books' (HIWTB) is a lot about her own journey as an author. I think in many aspects, the books is a memoir on its own as Teh breaks down systematically the processes involved. From identifying her readers to marketing campaigns, she goes step-by-step into her concerns and her triumphs; all in relation to her writing and getting her books published.

It's very easy to read - I finished in just a couple of hours. To a certain extent, the book can be a little disjointed but I like that it's organised this way because that means I could read it in parts.

As always, Teh is true to herself and I've liked her books because they're always very witty and honest. Teh's not afraid to disclose her past mistakes and she'd even go into details on things like why some books work and some don't - things perhaps most of us would find embarrassing to admit.

Some may pick up such a book expecting to finish it knowing what to do and how to do it - there are plenty of examples from Teh here. Teh has a lot of insights on her journey, like what worked for her and what didn't, so pick up those that might be relevant to you. One of the things that stood out for me is that Teh's story reminded me a lot about the power of networking.

I personally don't find HIWTB as a cheerleader-style kind of writing to inspire you to write and get published. It's a lot more than Teh sharing what is the art of good writing, or the craft. Rather, there are little nuggets waiting to be found within the book, like what was going on behind the scenes in the industry and the various aspects of book promotion, especially in local context. I think these are extremely valuable advice, given that Teh is of one of the most famous Malaysian authors in the 21st century.

My favourite line from the book: "Here's another universal truth: writing is recycling." As someone who writes almost everyday, I can resonate. Of course, there's a full context to this, go grab the book and read it. ;)

You can purchase How I Wrote Ten Books online here from MPH.

PS: Huge thanks to Lydia Teh for sending a copy for the review. I enjoyed it thoroughly!

2017: Being Thankful


It's that time of the year again for "reflection post", duh. Sometimes, I just want to shut down this space because I don't fill it up as often anymore. Not even food posts. I think this year's entries have been at a all-time low with less than 10 posts.

10 years. It's been 10 years and more since I started writing in the virtual space. Thankfully, I wasn't that lazy to update for the "10 years" post.

Many important life events took place this year. A wedding in a family, among others. Everything went on smoothly, and frankly, in a blink of an eye. Great to have photos to remind me about things that happened that day. Heh.

Most recently, I got this once in a lifetime opportunity to travel to Switzerland (work trip). I cannot even begin to describe the immense gratitude I have that I was given this privilege.

I have never thought or ever dared dreamed of going places. While the people around me travel from one place to another, fulfilling their "wanderlust"... I am a potato who's super kedekut. I'm always counting how much I need for the things I want without breaking the bank. Then, suddenly, there's this opportunity to travel and all expenses are covered?! I'm speechless till today. I'm terribly humbled.

Maybe I'll blog about it one day, but there are already two articles about some of the things I learnt about the beautiful country while I was there. And if you wanna know more, message me. I'll tell you all about it. :)

In hindsight, I wish I bought more things. All I bought was chocolates. Even then, there's not enough. I'm sorry, friends and family. :/ I was too worried lugging around the bags alone while travelling on the trains. I shouldn't be such a chicken.

There were some scares this year too. Break-ins, family member getting hospitalised, and such. But thank God, through it all, He was and is good.

This year I am also extremely thankful for all the level-headed people around me who remind me that I don't get too emotional about things. I'm thankful for friends who trust in me, and for having my back.

2017 was great. Looking forward to 2018. 'Quarter life age', here I come. Lol.

Food: Papasan Canteen/883 Jalan Kuchai Lama, Old Klang Road

I was searching for a good cafe to eat earlier this year when I saw Papasan Canteen being featured on some of the most popular blogs in Malaysia. I was skeptical, because these bloggers tend to say "this nice, that also nice" - or basically everything also nice. But, at the same time I was won over by the photos and the price of food!  

I had always thought it was Papa-san Canteen. As in papa-'san', the Japanese honorific title. But I'm guessing the name Papasan is actually wordplay of the numbers '883' in Chinese. Either way, I thought it was interesting to know. 

At the time of writing, I've been here more than a couple of times. Here are some photos of the food from the multiple visits: 

Service here is excellent. During my first visit, it was full house and they were a bit kelam-kabut but they were very apologetic that they couldn't serve us better, and their mannerism was 100% professional.

Their menu have quickly expanded since the first visit as well. So you can say they're still keeping up their game.

I discovered a very good friend of mine really liked this place too.

Basically it's a good place to makan with family and friends cause there's a lot of things to try, at a very reasonable price.

Calling 999 At 12:50AM

This happened less than 24 hours ago.


It was past midnight, a woman just arrived home. Tired after a long day of work.

The front door of the house was locked, latched from the inside. Strange. The owner of the house managed to peep through the tinted window and noticed that something was off. The living hall looked like it was trashed.

Finally, it dawned on her that someone had broken into her house. Initially, she hesitated but she called for help - calling 999 - at about 12:50am. Please send the police.


Five minutes later, relatives arrived at the woman's house. Three sisters, and one of the sibling's husband (called Mister) came together. 

They waited. By 1.15am - that's almost 20 minutes after the call - still no sign of the cops. Where are they? 


The woman then called the community police station's number. She waited and waited, nobody picked up. She dialled 999 again, asking for status. When will help arrive? The operator was unsure. He said he had to call the nearest station.

So the woman, the siblings and Mister waited.

Almost 35 minutes after the first 999 call, two cops arrived slowly in the police car. The woman and the relatives spotted it from a far. It was difficult to miss the siren light that was glaring in that cold, dark night. 


It was still drizzling when the men got out from the car slowly, without any urgency, and approached the anxious relatives who have been waiting for their arrival. 

The officers asked a few questions, trying to understand the situation.

Then, the woman, together with the officers and Mister scouted the house, while the siblings waited in their own cars. 


They went to the back of the house and discovered a broken window and grille. 

No one could be sure if the thief/thieves were still inside the house, although it was speculated that they should be gone already. 

There was no other way in and to get into the house, someone had to climb in through the window to get to the main door and unlock the latch.

But it was not the two officers. They looked the civilian, Mister, and asked him to do it instead. Would they have asked the woman or perhaps the siblings if Mister was not there? 


Mister climbed into the house through the window and thankfully, no one else was there.

He unlocked the door and everyone else at the scene came in to have a look. The entire place was in a mess.


31 August

Politics is not the only thing that we should care about, but it's at the centre of any nation in this world.

I read, catch-up, follow local politics right, left, centre. Of course, it helps that I personally have been interested in the political scene since I was a teen. But it was not enough to just know, but to understand the rhetorics of the media, how propaganda works, and the intended message for readers.

But it's easy to operate based on emotions rather than information. We, or I, would much rather be inclined to something that I already know or belief in. Validation.

I'm surrounded with very different people with very different ideals and I'm okay with that. But what's terrifying is that as the days past I realised how many people out there who refuse to acknowledge the fact that the leaders of this country do screw up - be it the ruling government or the opposition - and would rather not talk about the elephant in the room and go on thinking happy thoughts. Perhaps it makes them feels better that way - I feel better not knowing but I can't.

They say, "What's the point of saying this out?"

The moment we start admitting our own mistakes and stop sweeping issues under the carpet, we'll get to where we want to be.

Are we ready to move forward as a nation?

Our forefathers struggled under colonisation. Today, we still struggle but almost similar but differently. At the end of the day, we're fighting against ideologies. Corruption is not okay at any level. It is not okay to keep quiet when you see injustice. Differences in opinions is not the end of the world.

I'm not asking us to ride on the high horse. I'm simply asking us to try to be better because we're capable of doing so.

My hope is that we can finally mature as a nation and choose to be grateful, because we've all been blessed in one way or another.

New Zealand-Inspired Apple Fox Cider Is Now Available In Malaysia

#WhatTheFox? There’s a new fox in town and it comes in the form of a cider! If you didn’t know yet, Apple Fox Cider is the new refreshing apple cider in town to hit Malaysian shelves.

My friends (who are always the first when it comes to fun, new things) had already tried the drink ahead of me, and they are already raving about how much they love it.

Apple Fox Cider contains 4.5% ABV (alcohol by volume) and this New Zealand-inspired apple cider is known to ripple your senses for its authentic and crisp refreshing taste. Each drink is made of real, quality apples that are from the heart of all natural freshness - the orchards, under the most meticulous process and best-kept secrets of cider making to produce that crisp refreshing apple taste.

Just as how those bushy-tailed foxes that stealthily hunt in orchards cannot resist looking for delicious and juicy apples, there is no point resisting this alcoholic cider which will appeal to many of us who are in search of a brand with that stands for straight-up and instant refreshment with a contemporary and bold edge.

As mentioned earlier, my friends are loving this drink after getting a taste and they are quite convinced that this cider is going to be their go-to cider for a distinct, refreshing smooth drinking experience whether it is for afternoon pick-ups or during a fun night out.

A pro tip: Always serve this with ice because it tastes even better that way!

Apple Fox Cider comes in two sizes namely 320ml (cans) and 325ml (bottle). You can find Apple Fox Cider at hypermarkets, supermarkets and convenience stores from August 2017. They are also available in bars, pubs, and restaurants.

Don’t wait to get one (or more!) because there’s a special introductory price from RM5.80 per can and this is only for a limited time.

Follow the Apple Fox Facebook page and Apple Fox Instagram for all the latest update. You can also visit the Official Apple Fox website for more information.

If you’re about to grab a Apple Fox Cider to enjoy with your friends, don’t forget to use the hashtags #WhatTheFox and #AppleFox.

10 Years

The first entry in this blog was written exactly 10 years ago today, on 7 June 2007. You probably can't see it now because I've unpublished half of the entries on this blog into drafts.

In 2007, blogging was a fad that was fast spreading teens and young adults. Blogging was the "in-thing". I was already blogging on MSN's Windows Live Spaces when I was 13. There were many mundane, silly entries about... feelings and life as a teen who was discovering her own identity. 

I don't remember how I got to know about Google's Blogspot but the 14-year-old me decided to simply start afresh and dump the blog on Windows Live Spaces and started blogging here. I think it was some time before or after the 2007 YPF Camp that I decided to do so. I think so. 

I chose the url ''. HAHA. Yes, so silly. 

Back then, I can't spell to save my life and I didn't care that I wrote who as 'hu' and disappointed with two 's'.

A few years later, I changed my blog url to ''.

By September 2010, I won a contest to get a free domain for a year and it was then that I permanently used '' until today.

October 2010.

Blogging has taught me a lot of things, whether intentionally or unintentionally. I learned some basic HTML from the Internet because I thought was cool to have my own layout for this blog. I was doing some things right to improve my blog's SEO even when I don't know what the heck it was then. It was the beginning of my stalkerish behaviour of wanting to know what people was saying, what people was interested in. I started paying attention to social trends and understanding little things.

Then suddenly, after years of blogging, I have PR personnel looking for me, giving me small opportunities to earn a side income even when I am a nobody (definitely not an influencer with followings). These things mattered because I was and am flattered - wow, people actually want me to write for them and they'll actually pay me for it?

All of a sudden, I started meeting new people too because I was "blogger". I started joining some communities and landed some new opportunities, just because I was "blogger". I got invites to events because I was "blogger".

But then I didn't like this label actually. I never liked introducing myself at events and say that - "Oh, I'm a blogger at so and so."

October 2012

November 2013

December 2014

But those were experiences that I treasure and they gave me an idea of what I want to do.

Somehow, everything just fell into place. Almost perfectly.

After SPM, I went to college - with little idea about what I really wanted to do. But one thing led to another and I found myself pursuing a degree in Communications because I really love this thing about people, ideas, and the media.

Towards the end of Year 3, I was already anxious about what's my next step. But God is so good and gracious, He has great plans for all of us. I didn't have to wait for long and the next thing I know, I applied for this internship and I was accepted. I was humbled and amazed.

And months after the internship, I'm still at the company today (not as an intern anymore, of course, :p) - writing almost every day, which is why I no longer update this blog regularly anymore.

And often when I think of it, wow - I feel very privileged to be part of something that I've never even imagined. This is what I've dreamt of and it's reality for me. I'll be the first to admit that I don't have the best command of English but I thank you to everyone who've given me an opportunity and let me try to improve.

Blogging is one of those things in this lifetime that is always close to my heart. While many social media platforms have come and gone, I'll hope to be a part of this for as long as I can.

For me, this blog is a small part that has helped to shape Ruxyn. It's a small fragment of my own identity, and it's here to remind me of the little milestones I've achieved in life.