Thursday, March 28, 2019
Authors don't retire - 2
Sharad Bailur remembers his exciting journey to authorhood
Continued from the post above
And then Mayank Chhaya happened
to me. He had been a journalist working in Bombay at the time I was heading
Public Relations for the State Bank of India and we were vaguely familiar with
each other's names. We rediscovered each other on Facebook after almost three
decades. He apparently liked what I wrote on Facebook and asked if I had done
any serious writing. I sent him the manuscripts of both my novels. He liked
them both. And then he suggested that I self-publish them on Amazon.
Since I knew nothing about
self-publishing, he offered to help. He then designed the cover for "TheTelomere Problem", my attempt at science fiction, and we gingerly launched
it sometime in the middle of 2018, expecting some highly involved scientific
criticism refuting the idea. None came. That was a first step. I did not expect
it to do too well. It did not. It continues to tick along because it is
specially written for a niche market that understands science more than
fiction. And that market is microscopic, even by world standards.
So, I decided on a new novel.
It was titled "The House on Pali Hill". This time it would be a
straight murder mystery. It began with a conventional story of a murder being
committed and then the perpetrator found out. I was dissatisfied. The murderer
should not commit the murder. He should only conspire. He should subcontract it to someone who know
how to do such "jobs". Still not good enough. The murderer should be
murdered!
After all even Hitchcock had
tried that in "Dial M For Murder". And it had worked. Then again,
there is an undercurrent of incest in Indian social life. I call it the Bhai-Behen
phenomenon. I decided to add a soupçon of that to spice up the story. Like the
earlier novel this one took on a life of its own and went into territory I knew
little about. I had to invent as I wrote. This was new to me. But I have
noticed this happening to most of whatever fiction I have written. It turned
out to be too short - just about 17,000 words. So, I decided to add a second
story to the first. That came a cropper because it was on an altogether
different theme. And yet it was closely related to "The House on Pali
Hill". So, I decided to break them up into two separate novels and to call
the second, "Darkness at Midnight".
But I have made it clear that
"Darkness at Midnight" takes off where "The House on Pali
Hill" left off. In fact, that house features prominently in "Darkness
at Midnight", as well. I have also ensured that a large number of my
invented characters are a common feature in the entire series of six. This
should encourage the reading of the other novels in the series. "Darkness
at Midnight" has just been launched. In it, I venture, with trepidation,
into the issue of National Security.
In essence, I have, sort of,
blundered into the writing of novels, because my articles did not get much
purchase, and I love to write. Also writing novels does not restrict the
writing when you are in full flow and the inspiration comes out in a gush.
There is no upper limit to the size of novels.
To this day I insist that the
money my novel writing makes is not of much importance. It is a mere added bonus,
if that. What is of importance is that it keeps my mind active searching,
always searching, for new avenues for writing and subjects on which to write my
novels. And for the first time I have never been happier with my life.
For all of this, I must place
on record my gratitude to Mayank Chhaya who takes care of the publishing end. I
have been insisting that he deserves at least fifty percent of the earnings. He
is adamant that he wants not a penny. There are very few friends like Mayank Chhaya.
And, incidentally, I am not trained is Science, or Security or any of the other
subjects I deal with. I read them up before I write.
My next offering involves the
poisoning of the entire populations of Delhi and Agra including the top
political and Armed Forces leadership of the country. It will be titled,
"Not a Drop To Drink". I then turn my attention to the
"Swami-Baba-Sant" phenomenon that bedevils the minds of the people. I
have titled that "Agehananda". After that comes an attempt to
sabotage our uranium mines and the smuggling of arms using the Lakshadweep as
base. It is titled, "My Name is Kutty, Baby Kutty." And then will
come the last one titled, "Irongate- Athena" based on a fictional
attempt to sabotage our nuclear centrifuges. If it is possible, I will finish
off this long effort by getting my first novel, "Safe Custody"
published last.
What is my next subject or
field? I find Space Travel boring. Most of it is limited to Newtonian Physics
and involves humans. It is difficult to write on Time-travel because it
involves concepts like Entropy which flummoxes even highly intelligent and
trained minds. Aviation, perhaps. Or Shipping and the Navy. And there is always
that old staple – science fiction in a non-space setting.
Do I have a "writing
style"? I don't really know what writing style all is about. Some write
contrived stuff based on the styles of older well-known writers. My father
wrote in the style of HG Wells. I write as I think and have come to regard
"style" merely as a sort of mental shortcut to words, and sentence
construction, that one resorts to most often. Style as I understand it, is a
form of mental laziness. I try to avoid it. Unsuccessfully, so I am told.
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