Philippine Bestseller
I Am Jake
I co-wrote Filipino singer, Jake Zyrus’ autobiography, entitled I Am Jake. Formerly Charice Pempengco, she was poised to be the next big global pop star, with the most powerful names in entertainment staunchly behind her. But the singer bravely turned her back on fame for a bigger dream–to be himself in a world that tried its best to erase him from his own story. From his turbulent childhood to the dizzying heights of Hollywood, and the fall from grace to his rebirth, I Am Jake delves into it all and inspires with Jake’s story of becoming.
The book made National Bookstore’s October and November bestsellers list (#8) for Philippine non-fiction publications. It was also #6 on Inquirer’s Top 10 Books of 2018.
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