At Scroll.in Kanishka Gupta reports that While you weren’t looking (or reading), Savi Sharma sold 100,000 copies of her romance -- 'India's first woman writer of mass market fiction to cross that mark'.
Originally self-published -- before Westland picked it up -- her Everyone Has A Story has proven to be an enormous success; get your copy at Amazon.com or Amazon.co.uk
.… Why I Write Personal Essays | BREVITY's Nonfiction Blog
Before his death at a Siberian transit camp in 1938, Osip Mandelstam famously uttered, “Only in Russia is poetry respected—it gets people killed.” Today, Mikhail Bulgakov is one of the most iconic Russian authors. But his life as a writer in Moscow from the early 1920s until 1940 was replete with informants and searches, censorship and secrecy, until it ended suddenly and tragically at the age of 49. He’d spent his last 12 years working on a novel in secret—The Master and Margarita. He considered it his masterpiece. His widow, who was the inspiration for his Margarita, recognized the inherent danger of his satirical portrayal of Soviet bureaucracy and hid the manuscript until after the death of Stalin. Heavily censored, The Master and Margarita first appeared in serialized form in 1966 and 1967. Only in 1973 was it published in its entirety. It has been translated into every major world language and rendered in countless film and television and stage productions. It has been cited as the inspiration for The Rolling Stones’ “Sympathy for the Devil.” … In the Face of Constant Censorship, Bulgakov Kept Writing | Literary Hub
Mooring has broken on John's 50th birthday on the Harbour ...Like good wine Johns of this world improve with age ;-) Time is a River While Book is a Barge
"[M]uch of modern life is traumatic, unbearable, and profoundly frightening."
Oh my God. As compared to what? Past life?
Speaking of past and the middle, the ending is always intertwine with those two:
My godfather Janko as well as my cheery Pihov born and bred (Mnisek nad Popradom) grandmother would agree with this story as her pizza had a potato base and the potato crisp on top of the potato pizza were peppered with rosemary and swimming in lard Potatoes get a bad rap. They don't deserve it
When They Came from Another World | by James Gleick | The New York Review of Books