Wednesday, January 22, 2014

That little nudge

It had been a while since I blogged. I had many drafts in the making (6 to be precise, so you can expect more soon). But I was lacking that little nudge. You know, the usual reasons: busy work life, busier personal life (for the first time probably), cold weather, holiday season, and most importantly procrastination.

Then I got this email the other day  that our dear old Slisha Crazy had been shortlisted for BlogAdda Awards under the category of Creative Writing. Honestly I'm flattered. It's no big deal. And I probably stood a better chance, if it had been 3 years ago when I was contributing to the blog on a daily basis; when you write 10  posts in a week, something is bound to be good. But nevertheless, I'm really excited about this. 

There is 80%weight to the content and 20%weight to the social media aspect of it where I publicise the shortlist and try to get likes and tweets for it. As I said I haven't been giving enough time to it to produce creative content. And I'm not really up on the social media part as well. So the chance of winning is low but the chance is there and try we must.

Here is the link to like it or tweet it.

Make My Blog WIN for BlogAdda Awards

I've shared on facebook and tweeted too. But then it is those who read the blog that can truly like it. I realised it's the readers that I should be asking for votes from. Don't know how it well pan out but like I said, adds to the  excitement. Little joys in Life, Universe and everything else. Should I get my hopes up?

Thursday, January 16, 2014

The Krishna Key

Long over due...

A writer improves with every single string of words. The transition can be seen in such clarity with Ashwin Sanghi. I was mistaken in wondering why I liked Chanikya's Chant while I found The Rozabal Line terrible. It's important to note the sequence as well. The writing style of The Krishna Key is distinctly better than Chanikya's Chant which is leaps and bounds ahead of The Rozabal Line. All three of them have captivating plots.

The Krishna Key brings to fore the interesting possibilities intertwined in our mythology. Over centuries and millennia our legends have transformed many times over, history written and rewritten. Ashwin Sanghi used that to his advantage and takes the reader on a page turning treasure hunt that spans over all the stories our grandmother told us and all the stories we read in history textbooks, and even some of the fiction reading after school. Influenced by The Da Vinci Code, adding to The Shiva Trilogy, The Krishna Key helps in creating a genre that inspires young Indians to delve into Indian mythology which is a treasure trove of stories. 

There is always room for improvement. Apart from the story leaning heavily on other works, the story line seems a bit cracked, the transition from one scene to another or justifying the existence of of some of the characters needs to flow in smoother. The use of anagrams was slightly out of place since it is not really an Indian concept to play with English letters. And some phrases can be a put off like the fact that more or less all female characters have a good figure, instead of being athletic, slim and attractive. 

But then again, not just writers, editors are equally important. Fiction in Indian English purely originated India is still upcoming and the publishing industry has only recently lowered its barriers to entry. There is still a long way to go but the industry shows great promise and learns quickly, like Ashwin Sanghi's writing.

Monday, January 13, 2014

Half a Life

I just finished the book Half a Life by Naipaul. It is beautifully written. And it must probably mean a lot with great detail, of character and places and stories and backdrops, which I don't know are accurate but might have been. However, I am probably not in the league of understanding it. To me it was by far the most pointless book I have read.

When I picked it up, I thought it was supposed to be humorous, in a subtle manner. And it was, when the story was revolving around Willie Chandran's father. Then Willie goes to London and it is no longer even remotely funny. The story just goes around for no purpose except to prove that Willie has always been living somebody else's life. But as far as I can see, he lived his own life, the way he wanted to and was plain unhappy all the time. And it was supposed to tell a story but I have no idea what the story was.

Writing style was brilliant though. It was easy to read and would keep you turning the pages even when you don't really like the story. I wish Naipaul wrote A Thousand Splendid Suns. It might have been a better read. But then again, I don't think either of the authors could have written each other's stories. Considering my distaste for Orhan Pamuk's writing and now this, I should probably avoid Nobel laureates. 

Thursday, January 09, 2014

Busy bee and drafting

Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans. Made popular by John Lennon. But for your life to happen you need to make plans too.
Too much planning right now that I haven't written in such a while. But the good thing is I haven't stopped reading. While I still need to review the Krishna key, I am currently reading Half a Life. I also have in tow Sputnik Sweetheart and The Tale for the  Timebeing.
Krishna key, Christmas and Kochi trip coming up.