I feel like I might’ve already mentioned this, but doesn’t hurt to say it again- I’m a writer. In today’s fast-paced, technology(we all know when people use the word technology they actually mean internet)-driven world saying you’re a writer or saying you’re anything really, has no meaning unless you lay some claims to fame. You have to attach your name to something more well-known and possibly something better-looking if you’re shallow like that, which I am most definitely not. I cross my heart and swear to lie.
Anyhoo I thought I would just post links to some of the work I have gotten published in papers and online magazines and stuff on here. Just so you know, this was a young and more naive me, me from last year and maybe the year before that. It was a me who took things too seriously and hadn’t found her calling, a me who hadn’t made the conscious decision to be silly, ridiculous and funny in all her forthcoming endeavors.
My work for http://www.the-nri.com/ an online magazine for brown people(like myself) who decided to take some time off and make some money away from their siblings. My work is under my actual parent-given name- Vidhya Abirami Iyer which loosely translated means extremely sexy, supremely knowledgeable, vegetarian goddess, not necessarily in that order.
I love bit.ly, here’s a link that’ll lead you to a bundle of joy/ horror with all my articles for the-nri http://bit.ly/L4iSEk
I have written a bunch of random articles for other newspapers and all, but even I don’t want to bore you with reporting of events around my college which mostly involve either leaf-blowers( not the machine but actual humans who blow the leaves into a corner because apparently the government can’t afford expensive equipment) and of course whistle-blowers ( mostly the relay team coach and sometimes the protesters against reservation of seats and the ill-treatment of Tamilians in Sri Lanka).
I really do love my fiction though, mostly I have this thing for writing love stories centered cynically around cliches. You can check those out at http://bit.ly/YSbr97.
I love feedback, story prompts and listening to people whine( it makes me feel like a shrink and less annoyed with my own life) so feel free to drop me a comment/angry rhetoric/ode to my flowing tresses/link to irrelevant weight loss ad @veedya101 on twitter or just hit me up at firstname.lastname@example.org
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