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.
life, unadulterated
If I had to pick a theme to paint my life with, it would have to be 'nostalgia'. Or 'grief for the past'. For everything new that comes my way, I tend to grieve all that I've had to leave behind. Perhaps this is
on writing
I was looking at some of my old stories and posts on my earlier site and came across a post [https://thedreampedlars.com/ramblings-because-it-is-a-beautiful-sunday-afternoon-and-we-needed-to-talk-my-thoughts-and-i/] I'd written back in April 2013, wondering which social media platform I ought to be using to promote my stories and gain readership. Funnily,
life, unadulterated
A fortnight ago, I was elated at having found a possible solution [https://thedreampedlar.com/writing-as-a-practice/] to this never-ending conundrum I face, this unsolvable puzzle of finding a balance between freelance editing and fiction writing. After I put up that post, I worked on my novel for not one single
tales for dreamers
Navigating a maze is not for the faint-hearted, especially not one that shape-shifts.
life, unadulterated
This has been a week of incredible epiphanies, and in my excitement to capture the essence of all of them at once in this single post, I'm quite unable to decide where to start. Chronology is as good a solution as any other to this conundrum. It all
life, unadulterated
At every opportunity I get, I love saying that motherhood is the biggest spiritual journey I've ever set out on in my life and that Dr. Shefali Tsabary [https://drshefali.com/] is the spiritual guru I had been seeking all my life but found only after I became
life, unadulterated
The other day, D asked me if every sound can be expressed using letters of the alphabet. And I promptly answered yes. Surely, we have a letter or we can concoct a combination of letters to mimic every sound. That's what I thought at first, until I realised
life, unadulterated
In a conversation with an old friend this evening, about the pandemic and concern for our families in different parts of the world, about anxiety and regrets, we unburdened ourselves and eventually made our ways, yet again, to the realisation that we really are doing the best we can at
life, unadulterated
Last evening, I was perusing my old website, The Dream Pedlar’s [https://thedreampedlars.com/], with the intention of transferring my posts from there, one by one, over to this new home. And I came across something special. A year and a half ago, just before D was about to
on writing
I came across a quote today on a Facebook group I had decided to stay away from for a while but couldn’t help taking a sneak peek at when this post popped up on my newsfeed. > Don’t quit. It’s very easy to quit during the first
on writing
It is quite like moving into a new home. First you bring with you the bare essentials, and you’re truly amazed at how little you really need to survive. Then, you envision how you’d fill up this vast, mostly-empty space, with all your furniture. And then your belongings
tales for dreamers
In times of chaos, we turn to what is familiar and assuring. So I am back here now, for the first time this year, for the first time in almost a year, back to my familiar haunts. Some day I will write a story explaining everything. For now, I will