Sunday, October 01, 2006

Ever tried pinning all the literary bursts into a book?
it saps you dudes.
and when the end is in sight suddenly everything seems so wrong. the humor too obvious, the drama too melodramatic, the language too pedestrian. No wonder a lot of the authors ending up dedicating the final print to the person who gave the last push and just convinced the author to get the goddam script published.
In my case, after two years, I find what I have written too stale and obvious now. Even the genre and style seem too pretentious now. I am trying to bring out the mediocricy of growing up experiences in small-town India but I fail to identify the beast that I have created. It's not a story, it's not a commentary, so what the heck is it?

Why could I have not stuck my guns to a romance?


sarah! said...

It's hard, isn't it? Writing fiction (or even a nonfiction novel) is harder than writing a blog, to be sure, but at least there can be some distance. By the way, it wasn't butting in at all. It's good to know that people are reading, especially when they leave me nice comments. I decided to do a blog instead of a mass e-mail for that very reason. I'd like to know more about what you're writing, why, and what the challenges are.. if you don't mind my asking!

nothing spectacular said...

Sahi hai!! Why dont you try getting it published. I've read some books recently that were quite bad.. maybe the junta likes your book? Just make sure there is lots of sex in it :-D