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a few vague ideas
one good one
two hundred and fifty four sleepless nights
two thousand hours of solitude
writing
seven drafts
fourteen revisions
more writing
editing
creating
rewriting
living with characters who feel like your friends
hearing them speak to you
and agonizing when they refuse to
coaxing them till they oblige
more writing
reading it yet once more
rewriting.

Yes, you can say that the past few months have been hard for me.
Very hard.
But I am not complaining

I am happy.
And very very excited

You can guess why :)
Any guesses as to what the title will be?

Details soon!  Watch this space!
And yes--this pic is going to be the author photo:


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Comments

  1. I knew it! It's your next book! Eagerly waiting for details :) All the very best. You're going to rock as always! :)

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  2. i am eagerly waiting for your next book..... i am sure that would be awesome like previous ones.... all the best.....

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  3. Hmm ur next book... Waiting... All d best.. Btwn author pic is nyc

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  4. Now it's our time to wait......
    how many days?... how many hours?...
    super excited for your next book.. :)

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  6. Wow--4th book . good going.
    any clues for the title to guess.

    luv the pic especially the colour.

    --Seema

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  7. Love the picture choice! Can't wait for the release :)

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  8. Nice picture! Excited to know more! :-)

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  9. Ooo.....i m sooo xitd....whn is it releasng????wanna b d frst 1 to grab it...!!!!!

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  10. Anshu: yes! :) will announce soon!

    harshita: me too!!

    Krupa: soon!

    Guto: I still have to mail you my other two books. i will.

    Horizon:Thank you!

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  11. Vyshali: I will! Soon!

    Rahul: Will announce soon!

    Ajnabi: thank you! I liked this pic too :)

    Amit: hope so!

    Bhavika; Thaaaaank you!

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  12. So excited for you! All the very best. Can't wait for the book release. I am going to be there. Hope there is one at Hyderabad.

    Shankari

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