John Grisham meets Dan Brown meets Stephen King

Authors often have the habit of catching up on what’s going on around them. They need to know. Its an author thing to do. I am no different. I browse a lot of stuff online and offline to figure out the changing landscape of the literary market.

The day before yesterday, I was browsing the popular e-literary journal, Muse India. I do that quite often. The e-magazine has some pretty good articles. It is a no-frills platform that brings out not only the big authors but also the young and talented writers, poets and artists. It has a variety of information that I have found useful for a few years now.

Low and behold, in the review section there was a review of my own book, Agniputr: When Agni First Spoke. Since most literary reviews are rather cynical and condescending, I read on with trepidation. It’s opening paragraph had the following to say:

“Another, and far more contemporary development has been the hybridizing of the two genres into one subcultural phenomenon, whereupon mythic backgrounds often intertwine with fantasy tropes to produce innovative results. This hybrid genre is in its nascent stage in India, with a handful of preeminent authors making their more than significant presence felt over the past decade. Among such names is one of the present authors, Vadhan, with his second novel, Agniputr.”

The final paragraph of the review had this to say:

“Although it is fairly difficult to summarise such works of fiction, the most apt consideration for this intricately plotted novel would be its grounding as a site where a potential John Grisham meets Dan Brown meets Stephen King.”

Here is a link to the full extract of the review.

http://www.museindia.com/regularcontent71.asp?issid=71&id=7039

Needless to say, I am on cloud nine!

See you around!

A Song For Every Traveller

The one way to go is forward and onward,

Uphill, downhill and into the meadows,

The sure way to go is to see, is to feel,

A good time to resume, to reach out, to heal.

If there ain’t no one to lean on, to cry to, to reach out,

No shelter to duck under on a stormy night

Believe there will come a moment, an adjustment

Which will turn the world upright, forthwith, at once.

For your part, you trudge on, you march on, you walk on,

Your path will turn velvety, your cheeks unstained by tears

Then will you remember, understand, recall,

This song for you sung from deep within,

This song of dawn, song of hope and of glory,

Sung by a sentinel you invoked in your sleep.

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Vadhan

Author Of Best Selling Fantasy Books