Coming on 11-11-15!

The Perfect Candidate, Book 2 of the Spy, Interrupted trilogy, picks up with Stephen Edward James and his wife Nina Sharma about to enter the race for a U.S. Senate seat in Stephen’s native Massachusetts.

With his high-profile philanthropic endeavors, interracial marriage, and uncommonly principled stance, Stephen makes a compelling Republican candidate in the traditionally Democratic stronghold—despite his shadowy past.

Stephen’s opponent—grandmother and professor Katherine Collins—hires a tracker, Dave Tyler, to sling mud as the race heats up. It’s hard to keep secrets on the campaign trail, and Tyler will go to any lengths necessary to discredit Stephen, as his tabloid curiosity turns into a personal dislike for the privileged candidate. Tyler’s efforts rock the campaign, jeopardizing Stephen’s marriage as well as pushing one of his young, closeted staffers to the breaking point.

But Stephen is not one to back down from a fight. He has powerful friends in his corner—setting off an ominous chain of events.

A fast-paced novel full of political intrigue, espionage, and romance, The Perfect Candidate spans multiple genres and continents, taking us inside the world of state secrets and intercultural relationships in a thrilling tale of power and ambition.

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Françoise repays our loan, helps fund others

Back in March 2015,  we made a loan through Kiva to Francoise of Rwanda to support her farm. Congratulations to Francoise! She paid back the loan. We are happy to use that payment to make four more loans–to cover tuition fees for a young man in Paraguay, and to three women (Tajikistan, Lebanon, Lebanon) looking to pay the cost of educating their young children.

Check out Kiva, the non-profit that enables micro-loans through microfinancing organizations.

Fall for the Book event

It was 7:00 p.m. on Friday, Oct 2, and Hurricane Joaquin was churning away in the Bahamas, lashing Bethesda, Maryland with wind and rain. But that didn’t stop The Writer’s Center from hosting Jacob Appel (center) and me for an evening of book reading and other literary pursuits, held under the auspices of Fall for the Book festival.

After a very gracious introduction by Sunil Freeman (right), Assistant Director of the Center, Jacob read two passages, one each from “Phoning Home” and “Einstein’s Beach House”.  It was so much fun listening to Jacob read with his signature dark wit and dry humor. After that, I read from my first book “Spy, Interrupted: The Waiting Wife” and a passage from my upcoming book “The Perfect Candidate-Book 2 of the Spy, Interrupted Trilogy” (scheduled to come out 11/11/15).

A friendly discussion ensued ranging from the multiple talents of Jacob to my research on the CIA and elections, concluding with the fascinating background of Sunil.

My thanks to all those who attended the event. I am now looking forward to my next event on Oct 25 at Hunter College in NYC. Details soon!

Judge a book by its cover

Now that Book 2 of the Spy, Interrupted series, The Perfect Candidate,  is with the editor, I have the pleasant task of working with the cover designers. I know, I know, I am neglecting Book 3 for now…but I am half way through it, so I am not concerned. (Yes, there is a Book 3!)

Covers are very important because people do judge a book by its cover. Your publisher will push you toward a cover that will sell the book. Busty women, blood and gore, lots of drama, anything to grab “eyeballs”. Never mind if it does not reflect the nature of book. (Side note: One huge advantage of being an independent author is that you have complete creative control and can choose, even if it is to your own detriment, what the book should be both inside and out.)

With Book 1, the cover designers gave me two options. One was a flower draped house, like a Merchant Ivory movie on hallucinogens, to capture the romance aspect of the novel. It was completely over the top, even for a flower fanatic like me. The second option, to address the thriller aspect, was that busty woman I mentioned earlier. She was nothing like the Nina I imagined. A faceless man dragged her by the hand, presumably to escape the evil hordes. It didn’t come close to anything I had in mind. I vented at length about this in my previous post, Exciting Times.

With Book 2, I am again faced with two choices, and this time I like both. The designers took a cue from Book 1 and tried to capture the mood of the book and my personal taste, as well as elements from Book 1. The cover we chose strikes a fine balance (Sorry, Rohinton) between suspense, drama and aesthetics, and combines the best elements of the options created by the designers. You will have an opportunity to judge once Book 2 comes out!

Exciting times!

I am getting ready to send the second book in the Spy, Interrupted series to the editor and then to the printers. So many decisions to make! This time around, I have a little experience but a lot more angst. With the first book, I just jumped in and made decisions fearlessly, happily oblivious to the consequences. After all, the book would and should speak for itself, right? Wrong!  From the title to the cover, it is a fine balance between what you really want and what will actually sell.

First of all how should the title be listed? Should it be (1) The Perfect Candidate (Spy, Interrupted Book 2) or (2) Spy, Interrupted: The Perfect Candidate? I like (2) because it is consistent with Book 1, Spy, Interrupted: The Waiting Wife. But the danger is that both the books start with the same “Spy, Interrupted: The ” and might not show up as distinct listings on book sites if the titles get truncated.  So  I will end up listing it as (1) though it offends my sense of symmetry.

Next, the cover. As anybody in the publishing industry will tell you, the cover is almost more important than what’s inside. For Book 1, I was advised to put a buxom young thing on the cover, the sexier the better. After all, I was told, the protagonist of The Waiting Wife is a young woman on the run. But that was not my mental picture of Nina at all. She’d probably slap me if I put her in a slinky little top and tight leather pants and splashed her on the cover. She’d rather be seen standing on a soapbox hectoring the crowds to be of some use in this world. But who’d buy that book?  Anyway, I really liked the photo we chose, the one my husband took in Jaipur, of birds in flight. For me, it captured the mystery, heartache and uncertainty at the core of The Waiting Wife.

For The Perfect Candidate, I am still debating the cover. We are leaning toward a minimalistic, highly stylized cover. Should it continue the bird theme from Book 1? Should we hang on to the same font? We’ll have to decide soon.

And we haven’t even got to formatting the interior yet!

But the process of creating a physical book is like building a house. So many decisions, so much debate, so many setbacks and course corrections. Yet, when it comes together and you behold the finished product…it is a thing of beauty, joy and great pride.

Department of literary causes

Our not-for-profit publishing company, IndiaWrites Publishers Inc., was set up in 2006 to support literary causes. One of our primary goals was to make it a platform for supporting non-English writers in India through high quality translations of their works into English. This would give the authors  greater exposure and most importantly give coverage to a writing oeuvre that is still not fully appreciated world wide. However, we realized early on that raising funds for non-humanitarian causes, particularly something so introspective and non-visual as literature, was very difficult. So we decided to fund it ourselves.

Meanwhile, thanks to the publication of “1947 Santoshabad Passenger and Other Stories” which was our first translation of contemporary Telugu fiction, and “Spy, Interrupted: The Waiting Wife”, which was an original work of fiction, we’ve learned a lot about the publishing process. We intend to use our experience  to revive our translation activities.

IndiaWrites will use proceeds from sales of our original Spy, Interrupted series to fund our translation efforts and support humanitarian organizations–we’ve already donated to Kiva and International Rescue Committee–as well as  those that support the fine arts. You can read about it on our giving page.

Thanks to all of you who have supported our cause!

Jumma, a collection of short stories by award winning Telugu writer, Vempalle Shareef, was translated into English by Dasu Krishnamoorthy, and published in June 2015 by Prism Publishers in India.

A funny thing happened at a Flatiron cafe

The other morning I was sitting in a cafe in the Flatiron neighborhood of Manhattan, waiting for a bookstore to open. Since I had more than an hour, I thought I’d get started on the next chapter of the third part of the Spy, Interrupted trilogy. I had been dragging my feet for days and distracting myself with various computer trivia instead of writing. I took out my black ink pen and fished around inside my bag for my notebook. Alas, I had left it at home. But I had three sheets of reviewers’ comments on a technical paper I had coauthored, printed only on one side, leaving three beautiful blank sheets for me to write on. Once I started, the words flowed and I began to fill up the page with sentence after sentence arranged in tightly spaced lines to pack in as much as I could into those three sheets.

I had reached the end of the first sheet and was about to move on to the next one when I heard a voice. The young man at the next table was saying something. I looked up at him.

“May I take a picture of you writing?” he asked.

I must’ve looked puzzled because he continued. “It is so beautiful, that letter covered with flowing handwriting. I wanted to take a picture–it is rare to see that these days. I am afraid that it will die out.”

He took the picture and we had a nice conversation before we parted. And then just today I saw this article: David Sax’s  paean to Moleskine notebooks  in The New Yorker about how tech startups are going bananas over the simplicity and efficiency of notebooks and handwritten notes.

For me, the physical process of writing gives great pleasure, particularly when a silky smooth sheet of white paper meets an ink pen that flows easily and evenly. The brain seems to respond better when it sees the writing take shape on paper…not impersonal characters on a eerie glowing screen but shapes and forms that have evolved with me from my childhood, with idiosyncratic flourishes and irrational curlicues that are as unique to me as my fingerprints, symbols that are physical manifestation of what’s inside my head.

The art of writing by hand is aesthetically fulfilling and creative in its own right. Calligraphy was a high art form in many cultures. While I make no claims to calligraphy or even a particularly beautiful handwriting, I am happy to be on the leading edge of an analog revolution–bring back the notebooks!

Gabo’s women

Ever wonder what makes Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s love stories so compelling? It’s the women. They are powerful-sometimes ornery, sometimes sweet, practical at times but infatuated to the point of madness at others, always strong and enduring, even in death.

The heroine of Spy, Interrupted: The Waiting Wife shares some of those traits. Granted, she is more cautious and even-keeled, but these traits seem to desert her when she meets Stephen Edward James. Like Gabo’s heroines, once she falls in love, she follows her heart through some pretty trying times. That’s not an easy feat, given her lover’s volatile temperament and general moodiness. She argues with him, fights with him, throws tantrums and even threatens to walk away, but through it all, he and she both know that they have an undying affection and respect for each other. By the end of the novel, she helps Stephen emerge from his emotional wasteland and turn into an almost likable human being.

I wonder if they will be able to keep it going?

“Tell him yes. Even if you are dying of fear, even if you are sorry later, because whatever you do, you will be sorry all the rest of your life if you say no.” — Love in the Time of Cholera