It's been over ten years since I exchanged the workbench for the writing desk.
Ten years. A decade. When I look back, it feels both long and short—long in terms of what I've accomplished, short in terms of how quickly the time has passed.
I have written a total of six engineering books. Each one well received by the engineering community. Each one contributing, in its own way, to the body of knowledge around PCB reverse engineering.
But I didn't stop there.
In between the engineering titles, I ventured into other genres. Family. Faith. Fiction. Writing, like engineering, is multi-disciplined. I couldn't be content with just writing about technical stuff. There were other stories to tell, other worlds to explore.
You never know what you're capable of until you try. That mantra has stuck with me through all these years.
In the process, my writing journey took on a life of its own. Not by compulsion or necessity, but by the sheer pleasure of discovering new worlds. Of seeing what words and imagination can come up with when you give them free rein.
Through trials and errors, I've come to realize that not every genre works for every author. My non-engineering books are well-received by peers and friends. That's about it.
I've wished, sometimes, that international readers would give my other works a chance to land on their bookshelves—the way they did the engineering titles.
But perhaps that's not how it's meant to be. Perhaps my engineering voice is the one that resonates beyond my immediate circle.
And that's enough. More than enough.









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