I’m here to talk to you of Poetry. Even though I am a firm believer of the beauty of prose, as a Writer in general, I also dabble in poetry. Never having been an expert, or even remotely comfortable with poetic metres, I still write some freestyle poems.
This was one of my recent works, sitting in a random coffee house, in a random location, on a random day.
Continue reading Any Coffee House of Anywhere
I’m sure you must be jumping to conclusions about this ominous title. You can breathe easy, guys, I’m not about to talk about vices or crimes.
Let me give you some context. I have been waging my NaNoWriMo war this month, with more-than-required lulls. I have questioned my sanity, my decisions, my pride, and my pen, with no conclusive results. All of them told me, “Just stop grumbling around and go write! That’s the only thing you can do.”
(Suspiciously, all of them sounded like my bestie Ishu, and I don’t know what to do with that.)
So… you get some clues on my train of thought with this post? This is going to be about bad guys on writing. I do not mean antagonists. There’s this whole bunch of bad guys who are intermediate. I mean, for the reader, they don’t really matter. They could be someone who is mean to the protagonist, or a batty old lady who waves her off her precious lawn, or a cat who gives the hero a scratch when he disturbed her peaceful sleeping. So, you read the scene, and don’t think twice about the bad guy.
Continue reading What Bad Guys do