Saturday, October 29, 2016

10 THUMBS-UPS for AE DIL HAI MUSHKIL



Dear Readers, I can't recall the last time I enjoyed a movie so much that it inspired a blog post. Wait...(Hee!) Disclaimer: I did love Kapoor and Sons and Piku and Bajirao Mastani and several other Bollywood watchables of 2015/16, but Karan Johar's apres 5-year directorial comeback deserves some advocacy. 
(Also, I'm working on New Book, which means my body clock is wired to wake up at the nightly ghostly-writing-hour and I need to get this movie off my chest before I get to my own stomach-knot-inspiring NEW STORY.)


Why I give AE DIL HAI MUSHKIL 10 THUMBS-UPS:

#10
No Aarti and not a single resounding temple bell.
Unlike all previous K-Jo Specials, ADHM showcases zero poignant families and their associated drama. That, in itself, was refreshing.


#9
Bollywood Bhankas.
The characters are as obsessed with Bollywood as I am. I totally identified with Ayan (Ranbir) and Alizeh (Anushka) appropriating filmy dialogues as part of their daily repertoire.

#8
SRK!!! 
(K-Jo has some good friends, I'll say that!)
My only peeve is that SRK shows up minus his smexy beard. That was tragic but understandable because every male character in ADHM has a beard for the most part. And SRK is hatke.


#7
Whip-smart and poetic too
 The "vatavaran" of Lisa (Haydon) and the "Sufi-ness" of Saba (Aishwarya) and Ali (Fawad) add flavors to the narrative. (Also, too many Alis in this movie but that's neither here nor there and could be a saner reason for the controversy.)

#6
The use of private jets as a conversation starter.
There's also Vienna. I approve of both locations.

#5
Silent discos and Ballroom venues. 
Say what? SHHHH! Put your headphones to your ears and shake that booty.


#4
Girl power!
The shape of Anushka's head (unreal!) and Ash's ass (cough) command our attention as much as their performances. The female characters in ADHM know what they want from life and aren't afraid to...slap, kick and throw the hero out on his ass when he's just not getting with the program.

#3
Bildungsroman
Ranbir's a hit. With women, for sure. His needy, funny, caring, hating, intense and angry (wait! How's this different from Rockstar?) Ayan grows a pair on screen time and...ooh, the red eyes will get you. Plus, this song...


#2
Love Back...wards only (That's not a pun)
Boy meets girl. Likes her. Girl likes him back...but loves another boy...who likes other girls... 
Boy meets another girl...but...
It's game-time for Love vs Friendship in Kuch Kuch ...oops ADHM. 

#1
The Multi-Way Reality of Life
K-Jo didn't tie a neat little bow at the end of the movie. He leaves the story open to the viewers' interpretation, in my opinion.
Happy end? Happy-ish? Awful end. Tragic, ineffectual, confusing, irritating...thought-provoking...disappointing...realistic? 
Or, none of the above.

I recommend you watch Ae Dil Hai Mushkil and then answer that question.

 Interview with Ranbir and Anushka.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

WITH YOU I DANCE - Aarti V Raman


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With You I Dance by Aarti V Raman

Dance is Meera's passion and raison d'etre, what are Aarti V Raman's passions and life goals?

Aarti's answer:
My current passions consists of sleeping, traveling and reading a book a day. I can NEVER sleep enough! And the book a day thing is something I am trying out in the middle of fifty hour work weeks. So far, managed some 25 books in YA and reading Murakami on the side. All great fun.


Life goals: I guess writing-wise I have no goals except to rediscover all the things I did love about writing. And otherwise, it would be to learn to exercise empathy and be a little more mindful of myself.




Blurb

Meera Sagar had everything—the perfect job as a principal ballerina (for a prestigious New York ballet company) and a man who loved her as much as she loved him. But tragedy struck on the night before her biggest performance, forcing her to do the one thing she never wanted to do—come back home. To Mumbai.

Now, a year later, Meera is still trying to pick up the pieces, while fending off marriage proposals from her well-meaning but traditional Gujarati family, and figure life out all over again. By starting a ballet school in Mumbai. But she has two problems. One, she doesn’t know anything about running a business. And two, she can’t dance. Not anymore.

Enter . . .
Abeer Goswami. Hotshot junior partner at a South Bombay law firm and a man nursing a broken heart. When he meets Meera again, the woman who left him, he tries his hardest to be her friend, to help her . . . and not let the past get in the way.

And then . . .
There is the sexy Zoya Sehgal. Meera’s only friend in the city and the woman Abeer is currently seeing. They say triangles have pointy edges, for a reason. Will Meera find a new dream in her ballet school? Can Abeer and Meera find their way back to each other again? And, most important, has Meera danced for the last time?

With you I dance is a warm, funny, at times heart-rending, love story of second chances, true love, and finding yourself when your dearest dream has vanished.


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Aarti V Raman is an established novelist in the romantic thriller genre (White Knight, Kingdom Come) with her third book, a contemporary romance titled “With You I Dance” out soon with Fingerprint Publishing.

29 years old, she graduated from Mumbai University in 2007 with a degree in Mass Media focused on Journalism, which provided her the perfect background for conducting sound research on any project. She then went on to study Creative and Professional Writing at Deakin University in Melbourne for post-graduation in 2008. It was there that she learned to hone her craft and lifelong ambition of writing romances that had strong characters and stronger stories that remained etched in the reader's minds.

While waiting for her big break, Aarti pursued commercial writing and gained a vast amount of knowledge (from fishing tackle to soft toys) that she claims have helped her with molding better stories. Her first novel "White Knight" was published by Leadstart in 2012 and gave her the impetus to continue writing. In 2013, her work was excerpted in the Tamil Edition of Mills and Boon novels. And in 2014, her short story "Post-Coital Cigarette" was chosen to be part of the Rupa Romance Anthology "An Atlas of Love" curated by bestselling author Anuja Chauhan.

Her latest novel "Kingdom Come" (Harlequin MIRA) has enjoyed a brief stay at the bestseller lists in Amazon India. Her work is represented by Red Ink Literary Agency, Delhi. And very recently, she was a speaker and panellist at the Goa Arts and Literary Fest 2014, Vth Edition.

She is currently expanding her skill set to include copy editing, content marketing, and creative writing workshop that help her explore the wonderful world of words in various forms.


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Thursday, October 20, 2016

GUEST POST - RAVEN SONG


Name: Raven Song
Series: Inoki's Game (Book 1)
Paperback: 290 pages
Published Date: March 14, 2016
Publisher: Lucid Dreams Publishing
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1944674004
ISBN-13: 978-1944674007


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GUEST POST:

Titles are sometimes as important as the words in a story, how did/ do you come up with your book titles? What is the significance of the tile, Raven Song?

Raven Song is kind of a curious name, I admit! It was actually the very last thing written in the manuscript, something I agonized over, as we authors do, haha. But, I’ve been asked about it a few times, and I’d love to share how it came about. Now, ravens aren’t usually known for their singing, per se. They croak, they chuckle, they mimic: extraordinarily expressive birds. Their song is almost the conversation they hold with their kin and flock and those other lucky beings they regard as family.

Usually the titles in my books speak to some important theme that’s going to drive the story. In the case of Raven Song, it’s a moment of transformation. In the universe of this book, the world’s gone to hell in a lot of ways, and the plucky, mischievous creatures that are ravens have died out. However, one of the main characters, Jackson, has been haunted by visions and dreams of them for as long as he can remember. And another thing that haunts him is a strange magic that he has no control over, something he’s been aggressively medicating into submission for years. Anna, the other main character, has been forcibly removed from her own time and thrust into his, and she has no idea ravens are all supposed to be dead. Yet… she sees them too. She wonders at their meaning.
Magic and ravens have deep ties in mythology, and have for thousands of years. If you’re familiar with Norse myth, you’ll know of the god Odin, who keeps raven companions. They whisper in his ears all of the happenings they spy in the mortal world. Odin is a god who knows, more than most, that all magic comes with a price. To be granted the secret of the runes, he hung himself on the world tree with his own spear for many days and nights. Only after this suffering, this proximity to death, was the secret knowledge of the runes granted to him. 

To be whole, to learn the secrets kept from them, Anna and Jackson will need to face death and transformation, as Odin did. And the ravens, the ones who have been trying to sing secrets in their ears, will be there with them, will lead them to more mysteries.

Hence the title! I hope the promise of myth and magic will entice you to come share this story with me. I love connecting with new readers almost as much as I admire ravens themselves. There is a free excerpt available at ia-ashcroft.com, and I also have some upcoming free short stories for people on my mailing list. Hope to see you around!

Book Blurb:
A century ago, the world burned. Even now, though rebuilt and defiant, civilization is still choking on the ashes.

Jackson, a smuggler, lives in the shadows, once a boy with no memory, no name, and no future. Ravens followed him, long-extinct birds only he could see, and nightmares flew in their wake. Once, Jackson thought himself to be one of the lucky few touched by magic, a candidate for the Order of Mages. He is a man now, and that dream has died. But, the ravens still follow. The nightmares still whisper in his ear.

Anna’s life was under the sun, her future bright, her scientific work promising. She knew nothing of The Bombings, the poisoned world, or the occult. One day, she went to work, and the next, she awoke in a box over a hundred years in the future, screaming, fighting to breathe, and looking up into the eyes of a smuggler. Anna fears she’s gone crazy, unable to fill the massive hole in her memories, and terrified of the strange abilities she now possesses.

The Coalition government has turned its watchful eyes towards them. The secret factions of the city move to collect them first. And, old gods stir in the darkness, shifting their pawns on the playing field.

If Anna and Jackson wish to stay free, they must learn what they are and why they exist.

Unfortunately, even if they do, it may be too late.

Raven Song is the first of a four book adult-oriented dystopian fantasy series, a story of intrigue, love, violence, and the old spirits in the shadows who wait for us to notice them again. Readers of Neil Gaiman, Holly Black, and Charlie Human will enjoy this dark magic-laced tale rooted on the bones of what our world could become.

Reviews:

‘Aware that this is just the first book in the series and I am hooked and will read on, however as a standalone book it would still make a fantastic read.’ ~ Mark on Goodreads

‘A good urban fantasy with well-developed characters and a grim and complex setting. I would recommend.’ ~ Dannica Zulestin on Goodreads

‘Ashcroft has a brilliant imagination coupled with an eloquent writing style that draws the reader in, makes us feel a wide array of emotions, and holds us captivated to the very end. I anxiously await the next volume in this series.’ ~ K. McCaslin on Amazon

‘I usually think endings are the worst part of most books, hard to wrap up into a logical and solid ending, this book did well at it I was satisfied but very much looking forward to the next book.’ ~ taruofatlantis on Amazon

‘The narration by Mikael Naramore was good. He was able to capture the voices of the characters well, especially the manic Tony. In general the characters were distinguishable and the voicing gave life to each of them. The production quality was good as well.’ ~ Poonam on AudioBook Reviewer.

Author Bio:
​I. A. Ashcroft has been writing fiction in many forms for almost twenty years. The author's first book, written at age seven, featured the family cat hunting an evil sorceress alongside dragons and eagles. This preoccupation with the fantastical has not changed in the slightest.

Now, the author dwells in Phoenix, AZ alongside a wonderful tale-spinner and two increasingly deranged cats. Ashcroft writes almost exclusively in the realm of darker fantasy these days, loving to entertain adults with stories of magic, wonder, despair, violence, and hope, bringing a deep love of mythology into every tale penned. The author also loves diverse and intriguing casts of characters.

When not buried in a book, one might find Ashcroft learning languages, charting road trips, and playing tabletop RPGs with clever and fun people.

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PROLOGUE

A boy lay on the broken sidewalk, eyes closed. He was pale and thin, looking not a day over ten years old. His half-clothed body shuddered against the chilly night air. His bony frame scraped against the grime of the street as he curled into himself, trying to keep back the cold. Overhead, the stars hung bright and lonely.

In the alley, almost invisible against the midnight darkness, a man stood tall over the boy. His well-pressed suit was as black as the shadows, as his skin, and as the raven on his shoulder. The way he hovered over the child, he seemed a strange guardian. But his eyes were turned upwards to the sky, away from the boy’s plight, as if it was no real matter. In those black eyes the stars were mirrored, impossible and brilliant. Those eyes stared back into the past, when the celestial lights were loved and revered, when each constellation had a story.

Once upon a time… this was when the world had sung to him, the dream-walker, the song-weaver, the star-stringer.

Once, before humans had forgotten his name.

Now, the starry sky was almost hidden by the glowing blue haze of the Barrier, a shield cast over what was left of the city: proud New York, ruined, rebuilt, defiant.

The stranger kept staring upwards into oblivion, even as the boy let out an unhappy whimper, chills wracking his weak frame. The raven flew from the stranger’s shoulder then, alighting onto the sidewalk, picking past the weeds and rubble. It rejoined its fellows who had settled amicably around the child, oblivious to the fact that ravens were all supposed to be dead. One hundred years ago, poison had leeched into the earth, into the grass, into the grazers, and into the corpses left behind. The blight spared little, its kind no exception. Regardless, this impossible creature affectionately brushed at the boy’s dark hair with its beak.

At the touch, the boy awoke with a start. His wide, uncomprehending eyes took in the world as he struggled to sit up, his head swinging around wildly; past awnings and high rises he had never seen, past scrawled words and graffiti he could not understand. He teetered to his feet, then fell back down again as his knees gave out, sending the birds around him into flight.

He saw no starry eyes in the darkness, no stranger standing nearby. He was halfnaked, shivering, hungry, and alone, his head aching down to his teeth. The nameless boy shook off the dreams he couldn’t remember and wondered where he was.


If there had been any passersby on that cold autumn night, they would have sworn that this boy hadn’t been there a minute ago, and no stranger or ravens had been there at all.