I have not written for a few days - I am busy finishing my second novel. The thing is a mess. Needs about twenty edits and I am into the second.
303 pages and 76000 words, straight from the heart - or somewhere close by.
It is like the last clumsy weeks of pregnancy. Cumbersome and dull - waiting for something.
The title eludes me too. Not a clue as to what I shall call the damn thing. Any suggestions?
Set mainly in the war years in Thalassery and then through to 1960, ending after the communal riots in Ceylon of that decade, it traces the life of Indu, a little girl whose father is jailed for being a freedom fighter.. Quite autobiographical in the beginning and after that not at all.
A journey of the mind and heart - what shall I call it?
Wish me well.
303 pages and 76000 words, straight from the heart - or somewhere close by.
It is like the last clumsy weeks of pregnancy. Cumbersome and dull - waiting for something.
The title eludes me too. Not a clue as to what I shall call the damn thing. Any suggestions?
Set mainly in the war years in Thalassery and then through to 1960, ending after the communal riots in Ceylon of that decade, it traces the life of Indu, a little girl whose father is jailed for being a freedom fighter.. Quite autobiographical in the beginning and after that not at all.
A journey of the mind and heart - what shall I call it?
Wish me well.
