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Stavyah Vatsarah

Stavyah Vatsarah is the nom de plume of an Indian poet, storyteller, and former journalist. He is the founding editor-in-chief of The Literary Juggernaut and dwells in Delhi, India.

Will I Ever Get What I’ve Hankered For?

BEFORE YOU READ | What you are to read is a reverse poem. You may first read the poem from top to bottom. Read it then from bottom to top to know […]

โ€˜Let Nothing Stop Youโ€™

Author Nicolas W King first started writing when he was thirteen years old. โ€˜And it was a bad X-Men fanfiction,โ€™ laughs the writer, beginning his interaction withย The Literary Juggernaut. Stating, nonetheless, that his first original story was a one-act play, which he gave to his theater teacher in high school, Nicholas, who works his day job in IT Support and tends to write at night, lets on with a smile, โ€˜She enjoyed it but could see I needed a lot more practice!โ€™

My Favorite Teacher

Her voice was poised,
and when she addressed us
for the first time
a wave of silence descended
as if it were preordained
that a shrilled silence would dawn
when she worded the thoughts
she had in her mind,
for silence was a word
not in the dictionary
the students of St Mary’s used.

Wish I Were With You

Oh, I wish I were with you up above
So we both might make love afresh each day
And pen grand sonnets that no man shall shove
Out of their dying yet unending way.

Everything About Direct and Indirect Speech

In spoken English, it would make little sense to report something using the direct speech. It would not just sound peculiar but also a bit theatrical for the listener. Therefore, another way to report is to use one’s own words and yet convey what the speaker had said. This does not mean that one can casually add words of one’s own choices for the essence of what was said should not be lost. This is exactly where the role of indirect speech comes into the picture. Indirect Speech is, hence, the second type of narration in English.

The Scene Was Set

Well, troubling thoughts alone could be dismissed
On those hills where the band settled to play
Songs and lays and all theyโ€™d learnt, known, and seen
In those years that were past and months between.
The mornings greeted by hens that did lay
Would be gone when theyโ€™d depart; theyโ€™d be missed.

Nothing Is Ever Really the Proverbial Overnight Phenomenon, Avers Author Anne Merino

A professional ballerina whose father is a classical philosopher, military historian, and writer and mother a teacher, dancer, and choreographer, Anne, we learn, also loves the high romanticism of Baroness Orczy and herย Scarlet Pimpernelย series. She tells us that ‘romances’ in the old-fashioned literary definition, the tales of nobility, loyalty, daring exploits, and the great love match between the hero and his wife make for stirring reading. โ€˜However, I plowed through them feverishly as a child; and I still re-read them today when the mood strikes,โ€™ she lets on.

Winds and Ways

Oh, the birds greet mirth and mirth births love
When winds wind their ways through woods of this land;
And the days turn sound with the nights that shove
The light that brightens the homes that here stand.

Serial Killer Is a Jewel in the Ocean of Literature

The murder of a top detective is the tipping point in the entire story. The slayer, who has his own very special modus operandi, is smart enough to escape the nation (the United States of America) where he has committed several gruesome murders. He flees to Mexico, adopts a new identity, and assumes he will never be apprehended. On the other hand, the son of the murdered detective joins the famed Los Angeles Police Department, his sole goal being locating his dadโ€™s killer and giving him what he deserves โ€“ a body without a soul. But does the young detective obtain what he hankers for? Or is his plan foiled? Well, thatโ€™s the part that will make you read the book, right? So, weโ€™d better zip our lips for now!

โ€˜If You Want To Do Something Well, You Have To Do It Regularly’

When asked if becoming an author was a conscious decision she made, Barbara, who is also a member of Screen Actors Guild – American Federation of Television and Radio Artists, says she was working as an actor, which gave her a lot of down time, and she needed an outlet to keep from worrying herself to death between jobs. โ€˜I have always loved reading, and I thought I would see if I could write a book. I mean, how hard could it be? It looks so easy! Well, it was not easy, but it kept me occupied. And I learned I prefer writing to acting, so I switched emphasis, which is good because as a woman of a certain age, my acting career was stalling out.โ€™

Bygone

Right here where tough deodars burgeoned for years
With blooming flower beds and brazened beasts,
I now behold concrete blocks with my peers
And swirls of dust rising upon tarred streets.

โ€˜You Are the Only One That Can Tell Your Storyโ€™

Conceding that she writes when an idea or inspiration strikes, implying thus that she does not have a calendar per se, Cat, who considers herself an eternal learner, tells us thatย Bosco and the Beesย is a work of love. โ€˜I have written, re-written, edited, teased, swapped and fused certain characters into each other. Itโ€™s been fun!โ€™ she explains. โ€˜It started as a fun idea when my kids were younger and becoming avid readers. Bosco is a young fairy searching for his lifeโ€™s path, something that speaks to his heart. Itโ€™s the kind of story I would have loved growing up,โ€™ adds the writer, who admits working on the book has required a lot more discipline and dedication than ever before.ย 

โ€˜Selling Is Soul-Crushing; But Who Else Is Going to Sling My Hash to the World?โ€™

Author Ann Wuehler admits she has not been writing as much as she normally does. Speaking toย The Literary Juggernautย in an exclusive interaction, the quinquagenarian, who is currently residing in Eastern Oregon, close to the Snake River and Hells Canyon, says she almost always sets herself on a schedule to break free of the general hopeless malaise coupled with impotent fury. โ€˜I try to start writing or doing something ‘writerly’, such as submissions, by nine every morning. I try to make it a habit,โ€™ she begins, adding that she has lately been wanting to write, which she asserts is a good sign. โ€˜I have stayed up late into the night writing at times, of course. Or jumped into it nearly as soon as I woke up, eager to continue. It depends. On mood, on time, on if the project is due or just something for me,โ€™ she explains.

The Knight Set Right

The knight that night with might set right
Each plight of men with tempers frayed;
The men then penned their thoughts then light
And journeyed to far lands as aides.

Altered Mien

When Morning and Night met again that day
To greet the ocean of marred, frozen milk,
I bade adieu to Ball of Fire to bilk
The shadows that had wrecked my life, my stay.

โ€˜Writing Is an Important Part of Who I Am’

When we ask Duane if there is anything he would like to tell budding writers who lose motivation if their works do not do well, he says that you never know what people will like or which of your works will strike a chord with someone. โ€˜Focus on the actual writing and on reading as much as you can. Keep learning and growing; never convince yourself that youโ€™ve arrived and that everyone else needs to discover your greatness. Keep trying to improve your craft and find more readers. Network with other creatives and help promote their work so that you may learn from each other,โ€™ he explains.ย 

โ€˜If You Have a Finished Story, You Need to Appreciate Just How Amazing You Areโ€™

I have been writing since I was a child, and I won my first poetry competition when I was about eleven years old. I have never been particularly confident, however. As I grew older, I wrote less and kept whatever I wrote to myself.ย  In 2012, while on maternity leave, I answered some adverts for content writers and quickly established a returning customer base. Rather than return to work, I decided to leave my full-time job. I, therefore, became self-employed and established my own writing company providing content writing services.

To Dad, With Love

Yesterdays might have made you lose your might,
But bear in mind your will’s stronger than fore
Lots ’bout you I shall will to bring to light
So the world may learn you were meant to soar.

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