My writing journey began when my marriage went kersplat. As a doctor and full-time mother, I did not have the luxury of being able to scream or cry or vent.
So I wrote.
I NaNoWriMoed (nanowrimo.org) . And when November ended, I still wanted to write.
A fellow single mum arm-wrestled me into a writing workshop. I attended the 12 weeks Bangalore’s World Famous Semi Deluxe Writers Workshop where I was fortunate to be mentored by Eshwar Sundaresan, Anjum Hassan and Zac O’Yeah, among many other talented writers. I was hooked. http://shoonyaspace.com/event/bangalores-world-famous-semi- deluxe-writing-course/
A synopsis of a novel I almost wrote even got waitlisted for Bangalore LitFest, 2017.
But writing was still difficult, and always painful.
The nail on my “I hate writing” coffin came when I spent two magical weeks at the DumPukht workshop in Pondicherry (2017) with maestros Anil Menon, Pervin Saket and Akshat Nigam. That’s when I found my tribe. http://dumpukht.org/
Since then I have been on a fervent quest to simply keep writing.
Which brings me to this blog.
