Love is a strange thing. We want it. We try to hold onto it. Then we lose it - through death or another person's choice. But love is important. No, I'm not talking about just romantic love here. I mean all kinds of love, starting from the bond that we share with our parents to… Continue reading Thoughts on Love
It's no secret that social media encourages most people to compare their lives and success with that of others. It is also a well known fact that we writers have terrible insecurities no matter how well our careers are going at the moment. I've been a victim of these terrible thoughts, of course. Maybe one… Continue reading Overthinking Writers
As an author, I am asked some questions repeatedly. Sometimes the questions are about my writing process or habits. At other times, readers and aspiring writers ask me what inspires me to write book after book. And then there's the famous one - do you actually get paid to write? Well, you know the answer… Continue reading My Favourites
Book 3 is on its way to you. It's called Just me, the Sink & the Pot. Inspired by my own experiences as an overweight child and teenager, this novella will take you through one girl's school days. From being fat shamed to wishing for a Valentine, you'll experience the terrible teens. My first book,… Continue reading Book 3 is coming!
Hello there. Most of this year has been hellish for me. I decided to make myself smile every day with the help of my art. I am an artist of words but I'm having fun drawing stuff that seems to make other people laugh or smile too. Please check out my Facebook page @amusingartbysue for… Continue reading Amusing Art
She sipped her coffee while her mind threatened to burst from the burden of too many thoughts. She stopped each thought with a question for herself. Was this the way the plot should proceed? Or should she just write something else for a change? The taste of coffee healed her mind immediately. She smiled. Her… Continue reading Writer’s Life
He touched her face as if he'd never see it again. She felt his love through the warm palm and fingers. They called out his flight number, prompting him to end the moment. They held each other close for a long minute, promising to stay committed forever. As she was leaving the airport in a… Continue reading Sweet Parting
She remembered looking into the mirror and wishing she didn't exist. She could still feel every moment of hurt that they'd gifted her. Her mother thought that she'd make things alright by telling her that she was beautiful. But it never worked. Then she stopped eating all of her favourite things and the only sorrow… Continue reading Looking into the Mirror
Reuse Reduce Recycle. Every American grows up with this slogan. Starting from pre-schoolers to senior citizens, everybody tries to do their bit for the planet. Even though it has been years since I've come to live in India, I cannot accept the wastage that I see around me. Soda bottles, soda cans, and paper are… Continue reading Reuse. Reduce. Recycle.
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