On Writing The End! At exactly 12:08 PM this afternoon, I wrote these words 'The End' on my WIP. My second book but my first ever novel! A tome of about 135,000
Mindfulness Self-worth, Self-love, Abundance Mindset, Who am I if not a mother or a writer? And how does this all relate to writing anyway? - Part 1 This past month has been difficult. We've all been in some state of lockdown for so long now that I assumed I had gotten used to it, more or less,
Motherhood Being Our Own Champion I have only one word to describe this past week: Rich. Rich in terms of learning and understanding. I spent several nights reading The Broken Circle: A Memoir of Escaping
On Writing Making Choices and Making Mistakes - Deciding What Matters in 2021 Sometime last week, a trip to the optometrist finally laid to rest all the questions I had had these past several months (since March actually, since the beginning of the
On Writing Antidote to a Nagging Discontent I missed posting an update last Sunday, not because I didn't remember to but because I couldn't bear to look at my laptop screen any more than I already had
On Writing Crossing a milestone by 'failing forward' I started work on my current WIP in January 2019. I jotted down ideas in general along with a plot outline and even wrote a bit I suppose, until a
Starting Over as an Author-Entrepreneur at 40 I turned forty two weeks ago. My birthday itself was a pleasant occasion and I celebrated it with my husband and four-year-old and cake. Wishes poured in from family overseas,
Happy Birthday to Me! Another year has passed. Another decade. A good four decades, in fact. And I am already loving it here. All the roads unfurl ahead of me. It's as if I
Motherhood I miss D. My little one is at school, his second full day of school, and I miss him so much. I miss him with an ache, an anguish. I just can't stop
Motherhood One thing ends when another begins, a new moment is born only when the old one dies ... If I had to pick a theme to paint my life with, it would have to be 'nostalgia'. Or 'grief for the past'. For everything new that comes my way,
On Writing Readership versus Inventory I was looking at some of my old stories and posts on my earlier site and came across a post I'd written back in April 2013, wondering which social media
On Writing A Conundrum A fortnight ago, I was elated at having found a possible solution to this never-ending conundrum I face, this unsolvable puzzle of finding a balance between freelance editing and fiction
On Writing Writing as a Practice This has been a week of incredible epiphanies, and in my excitement to capture the essence of all of them at once in this single post, I'm quite unable to
Mindfulness An Enlightenment At every opportunity I get, I love saying that motherhood is the biggest spiritual journey I've ever set out on in my life and that Dr. Shefali Tsabary is the
Motherhood In Silence The other day, D asked me if every sound can be expressed using letters of the alphabet. And I promptly answered yes. Surely, we have a letter or we can
Mindfulness My Mind and Me In a conversation with an old friend this evening, about the pandemic and concern for our families in different parts of the world, about anxiety and regrets, we unburdened ourselves
Motherhood The pressure to do, the need to be Last evening, I was perusing my old website, The Dream Pedlar’s, with the intention of transferring my posts from there, one by one, over to this new home. And
On Writing Keep Writing and Carry On! I came across a quote today on a Facebook group I had decided to stay away from for a while but couldn’t help taking a sneak peek at when
On Writing A New Home It is quite like moving into a new home. First you bring with you the bare essentials, and you’re truly amazed at how little you really need to survive.
On Writing The Gift of Time The phone call came last summer, shortly before I had completed my last course for the degree I was pursuing. There was a spot available in the Infant Room of
Tales For D Hello, Dreamer ... Mesdames, Messieurs, poppets and imps, mischief-makers and trouble-seekers, I have for you, for all of you, for each and every one of you, dreams of all sensations and durations. Dreams
