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Vatsarah Stavyah

Vatsarah Stavyah is the nom de plume of an Indian poet, storyteller, and former journalist. He is the founding editor-in-chief of The Literary Juggernaut and dwells as an English coach and writer in Delhi, India.

‘It Takes Time to Find a Name For Yourself’

Letting us know that she is a pantser, meaning she tends to start with a concept and characters and allows the story to unfold thereafter, Ms Martine, who used to be fluent in Spanish but has now lost touch with the language, says her debut romance novel entitled ‘dibs’, a finalist for romance in the 2020 Kindle Book Awards, came to her almost fully-formed, and she simply had to write it down as she saw the movie in her mind.

‘Imprisoning’ the Reader

I personally found the events transpiring in the Belmarsh prison quite interesting. A kind of friendship blossoms here that one might seldom expect to blossom in the outside world. There are moments when you may end up weeping, but as we have mentioned already, the moments you’ll guffaw will be a lot more.

God’s Comrade

Now in Swarga is He and greeted by the bravest of gods who’ve known how to fly.
For Him it has taken a second just to reach this world where iron nails not rust;
The planets beholding the scene are seen by the Man Himself with a conscience clean.
He after witnesses His comrade sole, who seems to house a sharp, courageous soul.
Oh! He deserves not, says He, to be down there.
‘For his spirit and love for me is pure and fine.
But I’ll play a game, see if he does well fare,
Then figure if he’s ware of being fully mine.’

‘I Enjoy Writers Whose Work Doesn’t Insult Readers’ Intelligence’

Author Marc Cavella might have begun writing at the tender age of ten, but he’d never taken it seriously until 2015 when he decided to leave a Clinical Psychology doctoral program to focus more on writing books. Speaking to the Literary Express in an exclusive interaction, the California-based author , who is looking for a cabin to rent in the general vicinity of Georgia and the Carolinas as one of the stories he is planning to work on is set there, says he generally writes at night right after he finishes with work. ‘I don’t really have a schedule. though. If I get inspired and I’m not near my computer, I’ll write notes in my phone so I can work on them later,’ he lets us know.

Shall We Make the Sky Our Home?

The sky will house us, I say with no doubt;
Of course, the Earth will take care of our feet.
But would that we dwelt within not but out
so we may make these planets our strong fleet.

Ode to My Uncle in the Form of Villanelle

How can those days wondrous be forgotten,
days when you on me poured your affection?
Didn’t you treat me as if I were your son?

Frankly Speaking With Locke

Speaking about his published novel entitled ‘King’s Signet’, the author, who lives in North Carolina, says it was initially intended to be a short story for a fantasy magazine. ‘That was in 2018. But I kept on getting ideas while writing other pieces, so what was supposed to be a short story turned into a novel which I finally published in June this year,’ he tells us.

Why English Is Funny

Do you know what the word ‘mean’ means?
Oops! I sure am not being mean;
Also, I’m ware you’ve many means
to approach the college dean.
I’m happy you’re very mean!

Everything About Simple Present Tense

The simple present tense (also known as present simple or present indefinite tense) is not that simple. In fact, this is one of the few tenses that tends to give learners of the English language terrible nightmares. Some learners may get jitters upon hearing the words ‘simple present’. And the reason for this tense being complicated is the fact that it makes use of two forms of a verb: the first form (go, eat, drink, sleep, talk, etc.) and the fifth form (goes, eats, drinks, sleeps, talks, etc.).

Ode to the Sun

Like a jewel thou shineth, dark thou sendeth home.
Planets eight thou holdeth, showing thy might;
Were you absent, would exist a stone?

The ‘Write’ Puerto Rican

Author Christian Towers began writing stories at the tender age of nine. That was also the age he began creating short comic books incorporating superheroes and other types of action heroes of his creation. ‘This eventually flourished into a love for films and film making. Also, I decided to become a director of films when I grew up at about the same time. Despite opposition from the family, the dream persisted several years. However, as the years passed, and when I entered high school, I felt what mattered to me was not so much making films but being a storyteller in general. That is when being a film director became less important to me, and the author life grew more appealing,’ the Florida-based author, who hails from Puerto Rico, begins, speaking to the Literary Express in an exclusive interaction.

Twenty Twenty

I can’t believe December’s here;
This year’s been like a bad dream.
From Covid to typhoons to floods,
things have gotten too extreme.

A To Z!

Angered, Belittled, Chagrined, Depressed
By Christina’s Demanding Eyes,
Charlie Did Everything Flagrantly:
Dancing, Eating, Fighting Guys.
Eyeing Friends Gamble Houses
For Ghastly Hemp, Ice,
‘God!’ He Iterated ‘ Justified?’

‘When My Mind Vociferates, Poetry Comforts Me’

Poet Nirmal Parashar’s writing journey began with a quote he had read in the book ‘The Light of Asia’: Leave love for love of lovers. ‘This powerful quote has only remained etched on my mind since I read it,’ says the poet, speaking to the Literary Express in an exclusive interaction. He tells us that because he was an introvert, he used to spend more time with books than with friends during his school and college days. ‘Nonetheless, during adolescence, the curiosity to understand the word “love” became intense,’ he states with a smile, adding, ‘And although I was hardly familiar with this, I was curious to know how it feels to love and be loved.’

The Happy Prince

Once lived a proud and happy prince
in a palace too grand and fine.
‘Bout sadness and pain he knew not;
He knew to drink from nine to nine.

If Only I Knew

If only I knew where the sky begins,
and were I only ware of where it ends;
I’d state how many stars incandesce here
and also ’bout each thing that our earth tends;
The answers I shall give with no defense.

‘I Partly Write Because I Don’t Have Answers to Some Questions’

Author Morwenna Blackwood avers she doesn’t recall ever starting to write. ‘It’s just something I have always done,’ she begins, speaking to the Literary Express in an exclusive interaction. She goes on to state matter-of-factly that the first proper story she wrote was about a frog. ‘And that was when I was six years old,’ she tells us with a smile.

The Questioning Soul

It was indeed the mountains
that obscured him while he traversed the planets;
The Sun reflected by many rivers
did keep him warm while the unending sky
studded with zillions of bright, colourful stars
complemented the beauty of his soul.