tales for dreamers
tales for dreamers: the song of the red bird
In which we find out what becomes of the songs we sing.
Anitha Krishnan
Anitha Krishnan writes Indian-inspired fantasy fiction with a dash of mysticism and soul-searching. She lives in Burlington, Ontario with her husband and their cherished child.
on writing
unexpected self-discoveries in the pursuit of writing
A few weeks ago, I was informed by email that one of my (non-fiction) pieces has been selected to appear in a soon-to-be-published local anthology. I was delighted at first, but doubt followed quickly thereafter. It was a rather raw and vulnerable piece, and I felt
tales for dreamers
tales for dreamers: hopscotch
Perhaps it is time to admit that none of us really knew how to play hopscotch in the first place.
tales for dreamers
tales for dreamers: believable tales
Whose tales would you believe, if not your own?
life, unadulterated
story of a vaccination, and of sadness - my everlasting companion and guide
I've just returned home after getting my first shot of the AstraZeneca vaccine, the only vaccine currently available to adults 40 years or older who do not fall in any of the priority or high-risk categories as detailed by the Ontario provincial government. I suppose I'
tales for dreamers
tales for dreamers: mid-spring snow party
Snowfall in springtime begets mischief and magic.
tales for dreamers
tales for dreamers: standing still
In which we consider the surprising delights and challenges of stillness.
on writing
dying wishes
My latest novel, 'Dying Wishes', is out now! It's up on Amazon [https://www.amazon.com/Dying-Wishes-Anitha-Krishnan-ebook/dp/B09169CLPP/] (both ebook and paperback versions), and also on Kobo [https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/dying-wishes-4]. I'm working
life, unadulterated
moments of respite
There it was again. That feeling. Despondency. Desperation. That feeling of being 'stuck' in the same place for far too long. That need to run away. That temptation to burn up that sensation in smoke, or stuff it down with chocolate, or fall into some fantasyland on Netflix
life, unadulterated
when I try to juggle and all the balls fall down
I struggle with being a mother and a writer at the same time. When D is at home, I find it impossible to get any writing done. When he is at home, I want to spend time with him. But after a few hours of being with him, something starts
life, unadulterated
on self-love
This past month has been difficult. We've all been in some state of lockdown for so long now that I assumed I had gotten used to it, more or less, that I had figured out a way to cope with it and make the most of it. I
on writing
the end!
At exactly 12:08 PM this afternoon, I wrote these words 'The End' on my WIP. My second book but my first ever novel! A tome of about 135,000 words. I treated myself to a nice long walk in the snow and a long soak in a