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29 December, 2014

December 29, 2014 0

#SpecialFeature :: Interview with #Author Linda Lee Schell


*** Special Feature December 2014 ***


An Interview With the Author

When did you first realize that you wanted to be a writer/ a storyteller?
 Looking back to the days of yore, at five years of age I saw a broken typewriter in my aunt’s attic, and wanted to start writing then.  After that day every time I saw a typewriter I wanted to write.  I didn’t have access to a typewriter until I was a junior in high school.  By then I had put my writing ideas aside.  

What inspires you to write?
The thought I hold continuously in my mind is that as a world community we all need to have an appreciation for the history and cultures of those outside our borders.  I hope to point children and their parents to that end through writing fantasy.

How did you come up with the idea for your current story?
An enchanting travel log about the city, St. Petersburg, The Crown Jewel of Russia, inspired me to write my first fantasy adventure book, Come Along With Me.  I wanted to bring an appreciation to American children and their parents for the magical city known for its culture, architecture, tree-lined parks, and its bridges by the hundreds.  The first fantasy book led me to my second, The Palace Buzz, a wacky romp coated in outrageously true history.

Are there some stories tucked away in some drawer that was written before and never saw the light of the day?
No.

Tell us about your writing process.
In school we were taught to start with an outline.  I think that’s a mistake.  How can an author prepare an outline before the author knows how his story will end? In Janet Evanovich’s How I Write: Secrets Of A Best Selling Author, Janet tells her audience that she hates middles. There are authors who start out with a story idea for an end, but have neither beginning nor middle.  
In my case I had no middle or ending. Intuitively I devised a way to address the conundrum. I wrote scenes that I thought were interesting. In the beginning many of the scenes were not related.  As I continued to write I found that I could connect certain scenes to others.  In some cases I threw away the scenes.  Later I read in a magazine article that my intuitive flash for plot solving is an actual method used by some authors.  

What is your favorite scene in the book?  Why?
That’s a hard question.  That’s like asking a parent who is their favorite child. Come Along With Me is packed with adventure and wild, visual scenes.  Pressed for an answer, I’ll say the delightful August evening of the barn dance when Gibson the cat and Gracie ’roo rest on the old stone watering trough in the barn, and look out the fly-specked window at the full moon while they listen to the lovers song, “Some Enchanted Evening”.
The song, the two friends and the cows, the soft smell of manure, and the moon are comforting.

Did any of your characters inherit some of your own quirks?
Gracie is ditzy, and I’m Attention Deficit.

What is your most interesting writing quirk?
There’s nothing interesting or quirky that I can think of.  I feel fortunate that I have a Bose radio in my office, and sometimes I like to listen to radio stations from other countries while I write.  I listen to audio books when I’m driving.  Frequently my mind will zoom away from the audio book, and that’s when I’ll get some good ideas for a book.

What is your usual writing routine?
I used to like in the morning, but since I have committed to the gym, my best time to write is after 7:00 in the evening.

Do you read?  Who are your favorite authors and how have they influenced your writing style?
Since I started writing, I read more, and always have an audio book in the car.  
Kate Di Camillo’s The Tales of Despereaux, and other multigenerational stories gave me confidence to pursue Come Along With Me. The Little House on the Prairie books by Laura Ingalls Wilder taught valuable life lessons.  Jack Gantos’s Joey Pigza series deals with tough childhood problems in a humorous way. Humor is a very important ingredient in my books.

What is the best piece of advice you have received, as a writer, to date?
A blogger suggested that the best thing a new writer can do for himself is to keep writing, and not expect to see interest in his work until about the fifth book.  In other words, authors shouldn’t write one or two books, and then put all their effort into marketing those books.  Keep writing.

What is the best piece of advice you would give to someone that wants to get into writing?
Have a thick skin, and be glad to have someone who is capable of giving you constructive criticism. The most important advice I can offer is to pay a professional to have your manuscript edited, and not just for typos and grammatical errors.  A house built on sand will never make it.  All the marketing in the world will not save a mediocre or messy manuscript.

What would be the Dream Cast for your book if it was to be turned into a movie?
What a great question.  The mother, Sally Field, the farmer, George Clooney, the grandmother, Mary Tyler Moore, Justice of the Peace Alabaster Armbuster, John Goodman. I have no one in mind for the little girl. In The Palace Buzz, Catherine the Great, Meryl Streep, zany Czar Peter, Robert De Niro, General Orlov, Christopher Walken.  

If you were to be stranded on the famous deserted island, what three things would you carry?
- Since I couldn’t carry water or food, I’d like to have lipstick on when the rescuers find me dead or alive.  
 - Since a radio would be worthless on a deserted island, maybe pencils and lots of paper.  Pencils or paper might keep me busy longer than the few books I could carry with me.  Scratch the pencils and paper. 
 - I’ll need a hat and suntan oil.

How do you spend your free time?  Do you have a favorite place to go and unwind?
I love movies first, and reading second.  I like to eat out, go to plays, and listen to good music. Our Moose Lodge here in Venice, Florida as far as I’m concerned is the “best in the west”.  I work in our yard, and when I’m in the mood I like to clean house.  The gym is a good source of relaxation. Researching historical details for my fantasy adventure stories entertains me.

Can you share with us something off your bucket list?
Writing one book.  Book two is a bonanza.

Tell us three fun facts about yourself.
I’m drawing a blank on this one.  If I ever hit the big time, I’d love to be interviewed by Jon Stewart, although I can’t imagine that he’d have any interest in Gibson and Gracie. That interview will happen in my dreams.  Oh, my husband grew up with Eddie O’Neil on the North Side of Youngstown, and my brother-in-law knew Boom Boom Mancini. 
My (at least 5 greats), uncle, Col. David Espy in Bedford, PA lent his house to President George Washington to use as his headquarters to combat the Whiskey Rebellion in 1794.  That’s my one claim to fame, and the event is certainly fun for me to know.

What do you have in store next for your readers?
I’m working on the third volume in the Gracie Series.

Is there anything else you’d like to share with your readers?
If the readers want to become authors I would suggest finding a writer’s group to learn about social media, marketing, and basic computer advice.  Expect l0l advice; we all have to start somewhere.  If a writer finds himself in a writer’s group that delves on negative personal criticism and the leader of the group is weak, move on.  There are lots of writers’ groups out there.  
Here’s one thing I want to share with everyone everywhere in the world.  Please don’t forward malicious chain letters on to your friends and relatives. With the Internet it is so easy to fact check. The letters fuel unnecessary anger and outrage. If we need anything in this world it is tolerance.  




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Meet Gracie, a ditzy dwarf kangaroo from the Thirty-sixth Universe--a creature who lives in a perfect realm. Because she is bored, Gracie longs for an adventure to St. Petersburg, Russia, a place she imagines is filled with beauty and enchantment. Much to the tiny ‘roo’s surprise, her ability to transport herself to the land of the czars has failed. She ends up at a dairy farm in St. Clair, Pennsylvania, where she saves the life of Gibson, an abandoned Maine coon cat. 
The unlikely pair become fast friends. While Gracie tries to find her way back home, Gibson carves a life for himself on a farm with his newly adopted mistress, the farmer’s young daughter. There’s one hitch: The overworked farmer demands that Gibson earn his keep. Gibson’s task is thwarted somewhat when he experiences strange visions. But are these visions the result of a thrashing he received from the farmer’s two dogs? Or, maybe Gibson sees parallel universes? 
As outsiders the little kangaroo and the cat from the city negotiate the perils of farm life. They meet two malicious rats who hate anyone who is happy. The two devoted friends must contend with stampeding cows and a barnyard of critters that have little use for newcomers. 

Will Gibson keep his sanity and become the little girl’s pet? Will Gracie ever see the splendor of the Russian Versailles? Will the farmer survive the evil machinations of the rats, Bratwold and Eastman? Drift back to the days of Barbie dolls, hula hoops, and Sputnik to find out. 




Here she goes again! Gracie, a dwarf kangaroo from the thirty-sixth universe, is skipping across the cosmos to her dream destination: St. Petersburg, Russia. She's traveling with Gibson, a Maine coon cat whose life she saved when he was unceremoniously dumped in front of a Pennsylvania corn field. Expectations and reality quickly collide. What she expected to find was a city of wintery white nights, a city dotted with a hundred islands linked by dozens of imposing bridges, all book-ended by majestic sculptures cast in bronze. She expected to feast her eyes on historic buildings splashed with pink, yellow and blue pastels. Instead, she finds herself back in the 18th century, in Russia's Imperial Golden Age. This is not the city I expected, she laments as she stands bewildered near the entrance to the city's center of activity, the perpetually busy post office. Then, when Empress Catherine arrives in her royal carriage and points a bejeweled finger at the ever-so-handsome Gibson, and declares: I want that cat...the fun begins.


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About the Author

Linda's favorite children’s genre is fantasy/adventure.  Her goal is to encourage children to think creatively and critically, and to expand their imaginations while simultaneously exposing them to a variety of cultures and histories through fantasy.
Combining childhood innocence with historical verisimilitude and a dash of magical fantasy--that was Linda's impulse behind writing her first book, Come Along With Me.
Linda was born in Youngstown, Ohio and moved in 1977 to St. Clairsville, Ohio, twenty minutes from Wheeling, West Virginia. Linda left her employment to help her husband establish a classic and collectible car business. While in St. Clairsville Linda was active in the Chamber of Commerce and The Merchant’s Association.  Her husband of forty-four years and one son now live in Venice, Florida. 
Linda is the daughter of an Ohio dairy farmer and an elementary school teacher. Her working years were in a competitive sales and business environment.
Active in Rotary and the Chamber of Commerce, she is a Paul Harris Fellow. 

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26 April, 2014

#BookReview :: The Crossover Year by Bhargavi Balachandran

Meet Sri Anuprabha, aka Anu, a twenty-nine year-old banker who is terrified of entering her thirties. She dreams of quitting her job at the bank, sporting yoga pants and traipsing around the world. Her world turns upside down when things go awry and she is faced with the prospect of spending her days watching Tamil serials. She comes up with a five-point plan for reclaiming her life back before she hits the big 30. But things are never as simple as drawing up a flowchart in real life, are they? Especially with a ghastly recession rearing its ugly head…. Anu bumbles through the corridors of domesticity and travels on a funfilled roller coaster ride in a bid to discover her passion in life.Along the way, she meets new people, experiences crazy new things and learns some hard lessons in marriage, friendship, parenting and life. The Crossover Year is a funny, yet heartwarming story of a woman in search of her identity, and a chronicle of her hilarious quest for discovering her inner mojo. Bring out a platter of cookies and a steaming mug of chai, and join Anu on the ride of her lifetime.



The Crossover Year takes us on a roller coaster journey that is the life of a 29 year old modern lady. Anu, a banker by profession and she is dangerously close to hitting the dreaded thirty. We take a good look at her life as she struggles to handle various aspects of her life, namely – Work and Marriage. Like in the real world, Anu’s life isn’t perfect and as things start to go very wrong, Anu fights to get her life back on track.

Anu is a very relatable character. As a thirty something woman myself, I could feel that Anu’s story could have very well been my own. The different shades of a woman have been captured well in this book through Anu and I would like to give a special kudos to the author for that. There are various other characters that enter Anu’s life and lend colour to the story. Her husband Mukund is a true partner in terms of a husband and also as a supporting cast to her role. Well developed and very real characters always manage to elevate the quality of a story. 


The plot on the other hand, while not so unique or ‘ohmygod’ sort, is something that delivers entertainment to its readers. The author’s style of narration is very descriptive and I loved that fact as the story practically painted pictures in my mind as I read it. Touch of romance and a dash of humour added special flavor to the story.


All in all, this was a fun read that occupied my mind and a couple of hours. Recommend it to Chic-lit lovers.





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I am a part-time writer,a part-time entrepreneur  and a full time mom.

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03 March, 2014

#BookReview :: In Pursuit of a Lesser Offence by Sujata Parashar



A chance meeting between Avinash Vyas, a married man and Sangeet Mishra, a young divorced woman turns into something more than what they had ever wanted or asked for. Both part ways, nurturing a dislike for the other in their hearts. They meet again under different circumstances. Their prejudices keep them away until both learn that they had committed similar offences in the past that had not been fully dealt with. It was a past they wanted to avoid. What was their offence? Why do people marry? What is the relevance of the institution of marriage in modern times? Bestselling novelist Sujata Parashar's third novel attempts to answer these questions and more as she takes you through the intricacies of modern day relationships.



Sangeet Mishra and Avinash Vyas find each other’s paths crossing at the most inopportune moments. First time they meet, Sangeet was recovering from being in a bad relationship and Avinash was a married man. Their chance meeting soon turned into something that was good yet something that they were not looking for. When they parted ways, they didn’t think that their paths would ever cross again. But it does and that is when they discover things about each other that needed to be dealt with…

Sujata Parashar has a slight feminist style of writing that is very welcome at this point. Her leading lady is a strong character supported by another female character who demands attention too. Through Sangeet and Kanupriya, the author has reflected the section of modern women who are indeed strong and go-getters. The men in this story play the second fiddle. Even though it is essentially Sangeet and Avinash’s story, Avinash somehow ends up being the wallflower that brings something to the story yet is not the main focus. He is handsome and loveable character, but just not one of the strongest pillars of the story. I liked this fact very much because it is one of the highlights of the book that sets it apart from the rest. We are so used to having a man in the spotlight that we love our heroes, but this story gives us a woman (or two) in the spotlight! The characters develop over the years and throughout the story – leaving us with something very strong and stable in the end.

Sujata’s style of narration and storytelling is very crisp. The best part is that the story feels very real and believable because of the situations and characters along with the narration and language used. Though this is a work of fiction, I wouldn’t be surprised if somebody stands up and says that this is so similar to their story.

Loved it and definitely worth your time and consideration.



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Sujata Parashar is a best-selling novelist, poet and activist. Her debut novel, In Pursuit of Infidelity (2009) was a bestseller. The second in the series, In Pursuit of Ecstasy (2011), was long listed for The Economist Crossword Book Award 2012. In Pursuit of a Lesser Offence, completes the ‘pursuit’ series. Her book on poetry, Poetry Out and Loud, was awarded the first prize in 2012 by Butterfly and the Bee, a literary agency.





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06 January, 2014

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#BlogTour Announcement :: Love Death in the Middle Kingdom by Nalini Rajan

A sixteenth-century Vijayanagara courtier, Devadatta, is drawn into a strange and intoxicating, even forbidden, friendship with a Persian traveler and a Portuguese trader. In a society driven by caste-centred norms and pollution taboos, the stealthy love affair between the courtier and the Persian must lead them inevitably into a horrific doom.
Centuries later, the courtier’s diary, is discovered quite by chance in the Indian west coast town of Honavar by a student of history, Sharat, who translates the tale. Along with his female colleague, Nitya, from Delhi University, he sets out on an exciting journey into history through the pages of the diary. What happens thereafter proves to be not only a voyage of self-discovery but also an exploration of some of the meanings and lessons in history, in life. 





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“Hi, you must be Nitya”, said a pleasant voice behind me. “I was expecting you.” I turned and found myself face to face with Sharatchandra Gowda and my nervousness vanished.  The black curls were pressed down with one or two mellowing streaks of grey, and the boyishness of the face was subdued, with stray lines of experience on the forehead and around the eyes, visible behind the rimless glasses.  I guessed his age to be around the early-thirties; he was after all four or five years my senior in the History Department.
“Professor Bagchee told me that you’d be in the city this morning.  Hope you had a good journey all the way here from Delhi.”  His wide smile brought back impressions of the face on the computer screen.
“I’ve been here before a couple of times on work”, I told him.  From out of the corner of my eye, I could see a few curious faces peering up at me from the open cubicles.
“No doubt, you have”, said Sharat.  “Your doctoral work is on the trade links between our West Coast and West Asia in the sixteenth century, isn’t it?”  He made it sound like it was cutting-edge research.  “How’s it going?”
“The work is almost complete.  Now I’m trying to put it all in writing.”
He led me to his office – it was the one I had noticed earlier.  The room was a ten-by-ten foot square cubicle, with a wide window on one side and a large book-shelf on the other.  A spacious writing table with drawers and three chairs occupied much of the room.  The table housed the usual office clutter of desktop computer, a few files and papers, as well as a laptop. 
Sharat sat down on the large chair behind the table, and waved me to one facing him.  “What can I offer you?” he asked.  “I don’t recommend the coffee here, but the masala tea has a lovely blend of cardamom, cinnamon, star anise, cloves, ginger and peppercorn.  Just a hint of the last three, or the taste would be overwhelming, as you well know!”  He dialled a number on the phone and asked for two cups of masala chai.
He pressed back on his chair and smiled his ample smile at me.  “God!  I can’t believe that you have come all the way from Delhi – from a world I had been cut adrift for so long.  Of course, I do keep in touch with Professor Bagchee.  But how is Mrs. Bhatia?”  He leaned forward in enthusiasm, as he added:  “Do please give her my regards when you see her next!”
Of all the people – Mrs. Bhatia!  “I will,” I replied laconically.
“You know, I am quite fascinated by your doctoral topic,” he continued in the same excited tone.  “You must be a polyglot to choose a subject like this.  How many languages do you know?”
I scrutinised his face for traces of sarcasm.  I couldn’t discern any.  “Kannada is my mother tongue; I have some knowledge of Arabic and Portuguese, but hardly any, of Persian or Konkani or Malayalam.”  I almost confessed to some knowledge of Italian gleaned from Verdi’s opera, but I was afraid he might judge me as being pretentious.
The masala chai arrived.  ‘This is the brew’, I thought as I sipped the potion, ‘that must have stirred the early desire for commerce and conquest.’  Had the Dutch traders not raised the price of pepper in 1599 from three shillings per pound to eight shillings, the English East India Company might not have been constituted the following year for the purpose of trading directly with India.
“Can you taste the base tea – it’s Assam, a good strong black tea?” 
I nodded, hesitantly. 
“Have you tried the Kashmiri version of masala chai?” he persisted. 
This time I shook my head.  I had never been much of a talker and Sharat spoke enough for the two of us.
“You should”, he went on.  “The Kashmiris use green tea instead of black, and they add almonds and saffron in place of the cloves and ginger that we use here.”
He took his time savouring his tea, acknowledging each ingredient in the concoction with a reverential nod.  Finally, he looked at me and smiled broadly.  “The reason you are here is neither the masala tea nor a discussion of your research work, right?”
I smiled back at him.  I didn’t want to, for I hardly showed any emotion these days, but that smile was infectious.


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02 November, 2013

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#BookSpotlight & #Giveaway :: A Degree in Death by Ruby Gupta

The midnight murder of a student in the sleepy town of Dehradun rouses everyone with suspicion and alarm. Violence is incomprehensible in this institute located at the foothills of the Himalayas. With no clues or suspects, the police are unable to catch the killer. 
Professor Shantanu Bose, an eminent nano-expert and Dean of Research and Development is deeply troubled at this havoc caused to his institute. Determined to bring back the peaceful academic environment of the campus, he begins his own investigation. 
Fear increases as another dead body turns up. Soon the professor finds himself in grave danger. Yet, he persists with his inquiry; and discovers that the truth is more startling than what anyone could have imagined…



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The boy had been a third year student, and almost all the third year students were housed on the third floor. Without a word, everyone went up the winding staircase. “Here we are,” Mayank said as they reached a room in the middle of the long corridor on the third floor.

Everybody trooped inside the room.

Professor Shantanu hesitated to enter. He saw a student peeping from the adjoining apartment. Steeling himself, he walked in. Even though expecting the horror of the scene that would confront him, he was unprepared for the ghastliness of the entire spectacle. He had seen such things in the movies and on television; but seeing it before him was horrendous. Involuntarily, bile rose in his throat. He retched and swallowed. This was too much. He turned away.

“I hope no one has touched the body?” Inspector Bisht asked.

“No. The boy who found it ran out immediately and informed the other boys who, in turn, informed me,” Mayank said.

The body was suspended from the fan only a few inches above the bed by a bedsheet. The head was tilted to one side. The face was engorged and purplish-red in colour. The eyes were open, staring and somewhat bulging; the mouth too was open in an ugly manner. He had been a handsome boy but death had turned him into a grotesque shadow of his original self. He was dressed in a pair of low-waist jeans, which were so loose at the waist that they barely clung to his hipbone. His Adidas t-shirt looked crumpled as though he had slept in it. A wooden stool lay fallen upside-down, a little way from the bed. The bed had been pulled sideways to the centre of the room so that it was beneath the fan. Apparently, the boy had pulled the bed underneath the fan and then kept the stool atop it, in order to reach up to the fan. After tying himself, he must have kicked the stool, Professor Shantanu conjectured. The original position of the bed was adjacent to the wall, a little way from the centre. The other bed in the room was in its original position adjacent to the opposite wall.

“Take photographs,” Inspector Bisht instructed.

The photographer clicked several snaps from all angles.

Mr. Bisht noted down all the details he could observe. “Bring him down,” he directed.

Immediately two constables climbed on the bed and lifted the body while the third untied the bedsheet. The boy was laid on the bed. The photographer clicked more pictures of the body. For good measure, he took several photographs of the room as well.

It was all too much for Professor Shantanu. He walked out into the balcony adjoining the room. Quickly he gulped in large quantities of fresh air and held on to the railing. He was more shaken than he cared to admit. He looked up at the stars. The stars were still shining; the full-moon was spreading its silvery light in benign blessings; and all seemed well with the world.

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25 October, 2013

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#BookReview :: Love,Films and Rock n Roll by Swayam Ganguly

Fate throws together three young men travelling on a train from Jamshedpur to Kolkata. 
Sunil is a graduate from FTII who wants to make a mark in Tollywood by directing his first feature film. 
Sameer aka Sam, is a software professional working in Silicon Valley. 
Dipankar aka Dipsy, decides to focus on music after being expelled from IIT on a false charge of peddling drugs.
Dilemmas, disillusionments and desires blend to tell their tales in this delightful novel,which although reflective of the carefree ways and the fun loving spirit of the younger generation also attempts to encourage them to incorporate the sense of values which are synonymous with our Indian culture.
And they bind one and all through Love, Films and Rock n Roll! 



In India, train journeys are considered to be fun because of the way strangers become friends for those few hours and most of them never meet or keep in touch later on. Such a train journey brings together Sunil, Sameer and Dipankar together and they bond over food, music and movies. Their connection is sort of instant and they exchange numbers to stay in touch. And that they do. The storyline then covers their journey with all the ups & downs and twist & turns that their lives have to offer them.

Sunil is a recent graduate from FTII who wants to direct quality films in Tollywood. He is smart and witty. He turns out to be a hardworking – whether to get a foot hold in the film industry or to maintain his relationship with Tanya. He is a truly lovable guy. Sameer is an NRI who is back home for a trip with a mission to find a nice Indian wife for himself.  It’s a twist of fate when he falls in love with the matchmaker herself! Dipankar gets kicked out off IIT on drug dealing charges and come back to Kolkata to pursue his long time dream and passion in music. Three very different people come together to give life to this story. The only common thread between them would be their awesome sense of humour. There are side-characters that are all equally well-developed and not one of them can be pointed out as unnecessary to the storyline. The plot has uniqueness in the sense that it depicts the mentality, the aspirations and the struggles of the modern generation. The author has fictionalised true tales from the lives of very common people and has kept things believable.

I have to say this… I accepted the review copy without any expectations other than taking a pleasant trip down the lanes of my hometown Kolkata. But I was hooked with the reference of Satyajit Ray  in the very first line of the book. (Yes, I am typical Bengali, who swears everything literature and movies by the name of Satyajit Ray) Then Sunil’s explanation of ‘Goopy Gyne, Bagha Byne’ had me in splits… And well then onward I was a goner. But the very reason of my liking this book is also the reason for my questioning its reception to the general mass. As a Bengali, I understood every reference and every joke in this book. But I doubt if they will be as funny to the non-bengalis who have never stepped in and experienced this culture. Even with the translations provided to the baul song, I don’t think it will mean as much to others like it would mean to a Bengali.

For me though Swayam Ganguly has made me laugh me like a maniac, be tensed and praying for the characters and in the end celebrate the lives of these characters as if I was one of them!


About the Author

Swayam Ganguly is a media professional and creative consultant who has worked extensively in Bangalore and Mumbai and is currently based in Kolkata. Apart from writing fiction, the author has also worked on abridged versions of novels and other content for different publishers. He is also the Creative Director, Content, for the website of the Mumbai-based online toy store called Yellow Giraffe. He has an avid interest in music and films and has directed the popular award-winning, regional band hunt reality show called ‘Band E Mataram’.


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