Ideas catch each other attention, unaware of the consequences. They must stand the test of time, at least a day, to see if they’ll travel farther on the path to becoming a whole story. Just a note to let you know I haven’t disappeared. Working… if I must call it that…on the sequel to Guardian Cats. Time traveler. Dust mote catcher. Word sleuth. Print PDF
“Ideas begin their life as small seeds, so light they may drift through the air like dust motes. If a human is fortunate enough to catch one, when the light is right, it can be planted, just like a seed. With fertile soil, it may grow into a flower or tree, which will re-seed, thus producing a whole field or forest.” Cicero, the old library cat to Marco, his apprentice. Quote from Guardian Cats and the Lost Books of Alexandria. About the book: Cicero, the old library… Continue reading →
This is a social networking story. Circles of interest like writer’s forums create avenues for friendships that are a godsend for writers like me, who tend not to get out much. I first met Rachna Chhabria on Scribblerati, Lia Keye’s forum for writers. Rachna’s teaches creative writing at Mount Carmel College in Bangalore, India, and writes short stories, book reviews and features for two Indian newspapers, The Hindu and Deccan Herald. She’s published two children’s books and has some of her work in a few penguin Anthologies. She also… Continue reading →
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