Can you love someone if you don’t know them yet? Can you unlove someone after you get to know them? Is it possible to shed those feelings after people change? And once you’ve harbored a certain kind of affection for someone, how do you go on living like before, after learning that a meaningless affection…Read More
Rejections are tough. But they are more difficult when you’re a writer. Because with every rejection, sometimes, comes a dose of dejection that gradually eats you. And it’s hard to think of the way forward.It is astonishing when you think about the number of writers who give up with every rejection. But it is important…Read More
So, you’re a writer? Then what we are about to discuss is too damn relevant for you to ignore. Today we are going to talk about writing habits and how to keep writing consistently. As a writer, what are you writing goals? Do you write daily or weekly? Are you one of those writers who…Read More
I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race—that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.
None of those things, however, came out of my mouth. All I was able to do was turn to Liesel Meminger and tell her the only truth I truly know. I said it to the book thief and I say it now to you.
I am haunted by humans.
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
Haven’t you always wondered about how people manage to put together a heap of words every single day? There are authors who couldn’t have a peaceful night’s sleep if they hadn’t scribbled to their heart’s content and then there are some of us. Not that we do not wish to break the writing desks; or…Read More
Octavia Butler, the sci-fi superstar wrote more than 5000 words daily. If it wasn’t her manuscript, she was seen jotting down her thoughts in a daily journal she held almost all her life. But never did a day go by when she did not write. And that is an ardent practice of most of the…Read More
Writing is tedious process. It is rewarding but tedious. One can’t deny that. It takes more than mere dedication and passion. Some days are dry. No ideas. No thoughts. Leading to no inspiration, ultimately. But persistence with consistency is the way ahead; if I may be allowed to say so. Inspiration may not come for…Read More
Let’s get one thing clear right now, shall we? There is no Idea Dump, no Story Central, no Island of the Buried Bestsellers; good story ideas seem to come quite literally from nowhere, sailing at you right out of the empty sky: two previously unrelated ideas come together and make something new under the sun.…Read More
when I returned lost and beaten through the woods to reach where I belong no one was there to welcome me except the scorching trail and the ruins beyond ~~~~~ Asha SethRead More
I like authors who lay emphasis on the importance of reading. Stephen King said the first thing he ever did was put out the television and get to the book. Ernest Hemingway was always reading. He would read almost everything he could lay his hands on. J K Rowling never read a book that didn’t…Read More
Perhaps, the golden rule of all things writing is this. Word upon word, you build that castle and then wander around in it leisurely, wallowing in the sweet fruits of your hard work and revel in the abundance of satisfaction. On those bad days, just remind yourself this – you’ve got just one word to…Read More
stars tiptoed behind the clouds as longings were set free night after night ~~~~~ Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch.Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| TumblrRead More
cut me open there’s no blood left to spill veins will only squirt dejected hopes rip me limb to limb only words will tumble forth stories waiting to escape will find their way out to the hearts of those who doubted disbelieved and when I am dead my parodies will sing for me because in…Read More
Happy Monday, once again, readers! What’s up with you guys? How was the weekend? We have Diwali around the corner and as you do know, festive occasions are damn fun and mad, both; which is why this is going to be a quick post. I wish you and your family a prosperous Diwali. May your…Read More
Happy Monday, readers and writers! How have you been? Today we shall talk about first attempts and writing. I have known writers cracking their skulls up trying to get everything perfect at the first strike, almost killing themselves in the process. But I ask, is it necessary? More than that, is it possible to nail…Read More
एक सफरनामा ऐसा भी… जहाँ भीगी बारिशें तो हैं पर नमी में लिपटी मुरझाई यादें भी… एक सफरनामा ऐसा भी… जहाँ मुलाकातें तो हैं पर होटों पे सिमटी ज़र्द ख्वाहिशें भी… एक सफरनामा ऐसा भी… जहाँ हर वक़्त हलचल तो हैं पर पल पल पे जमी ख़ामोशी की झिल्लियां भी… एक सफरनामा ऐसा भी… जहाँ…Read More
What exists if not our observation? Sometimes, mindful, but most times, just mindless observations. Tying our stories to the places we’ve been, the conversations we’ve eavesdropped on, the queer faces we’ve seen, the secrets we’ve stepped on. That’s the birth-ground to our stories. Having a natural instinct to observe the tiniest happenings around you may…Read More
Happy Monday, readers. It is two months already that dad left me alone in the abyss of this world. It seems like years and at the same time no time at all. Funny how it feels! I am trying to drag myself up the lowest rungs of life right now. Writing is the rope I’m…Read More