Apocalypse – Micropoetry

it was breathtaking the way she sat there like a winner ready to consume the apocalypse surrounding her * * * * * #badbookthiefpoetry For my poetry, Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Never want to miss a post? Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr | Pinterest

With close to 10k followers, I feel a pinch of joy to think that I might be doing something right here; despite my vanishing acts and brief spells of lethargy. Today, on the eve of the 8th anniversary, I look back at the past 8 years and I'm proud, so proud. Because I could beat... Continue Reading →

The Song of Achilles: Book Review by Asha Seth

Review Available on: Instagram | Goodreads | Amazon Author: Madeline Circe| Genre: Mythology | Pages: 378 The Blurb: Achilles, "the best of all the Greeks," son of the cruel sea goddess Thetis and the legendary king Peleus, is strong, swift, and beautiful irresistible to all who meet him. Patroclus is an awkward young prince, exiled from... Continue Reading →

Mother's day is here. Desperate for choices, are we? The unprecedented lockdown period has put many plans in vain. The best of ideas for grand celebrations have gone sinking down the drain because we do not even know when things would go back to normal. Result: we are making do with whatever is the next... Continue Reading →

1984: An Excerpt

It struck him that in moments of crisis one is never fighting against an external enemy, but always against one’s own body... On the battlefield, in the torture chamber, on a sinking ship, the issues that you are fighting for are always forgotten, because the body swells up until it fills the universe, and even... Continue Reading →

Tonight, I do not want to think about books. I do not want to talk of blogging. I do not want to draft a new post. I do not want to pride myself over everything I've gained. I do not want to reminisce about the pleasures, failures, anxieties, or liberation writing got me. I do... Continue Reading →

And baby, here's why you couldn't ruin me because even before we met a thousand fires had burnt me a thousand seas had drowned me Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

Quarantined in life connected in hearts this phase too shall pass just play your parts apart Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

How I wrote 31 Posts in 31 Days

Did you miss me? I sure did miss you. If you were wondering where I had vanished the past couple of days; after showering you with my posts every single day for the last whole month, let me tell you, I was around, only allowing myself some slack time, after having chased myself to achieve... Continue Reading →

Dear papa, Your father. Your brothers. Your uncles. Same faces. Similar voices. Their presence. Your absence. Tearing chaos. Overbearing silence. I don’t want to meet them. I want them all gone. Even for an hour, I can’t stand them. You stare back from those faces. You speak in their voices. You are there, yet not... Continue Reading →

11 Difficult Books I Read in 2019

Early this month, I shared a blog post on the Best Books I Read in 2019. Following that, I knew I had to do a list of books that I found challenging, that I struggled with, and perhaps, that didn't hit a chord with me. When you read as much as 90 plus books in... Continue Reading →

12 Best Books I Read in 2019

2019 was quite productive, as far as reading is concerned.  After many years, I managed reading decent number of books. It was back in 2012, that I had managed reading 105 books but wasn't totally happy then because most books were mere experiments with new modern-day debut authors and the books turned out to be... Continue Reading →

Rune – Micropoetry

Peering into the river I heard the waves hum a tune I was sitting by its feet and was soon drowned in its rune Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

Every time…

And every time, breathing felt like a mountain weighing you down I wish you’d come running into me… that you’d allow me to cradle you to sleep… And every time, living felt like a burden drowning you down I wish you’d come running into me… that you’d allow me to cradle you to sleep… And... Continue Reading →

My Writing Resolutions for 2020

It's time to declare the 2020 resolutions. After much contemplation, I have rounded off my resolutions to a few that I hope to accomplish by the end of this year. But before that, let me tell you that in 2019, I had one simple resolution - to read an appreciable number of books; given the... Continue Reading →

5 Tricks to Make Resolutions Last

It's day 4 of the new year already. While some of us are still enjoying the 31st night hangover, some of us are already over it and preparing a list of resolutions for the new year. Whatever you call them - plans, goals, milestones, or dreams, they are all the same. Whether it is a... Continue Reading →

2019: A Bookish Success!

Looking back, I think of the past year as a massive success when it comes to reading. After 3 years, it was in 2019 that I could meet my Goodreads Reading challenge. I finished reading 93 books last year; a record I never dreamt to make. I also started my Youtube channel 'BadBookthief' where I... Continue Reading →

‘The Musing Quill’ to ‘BadBookthief’

Hello dear reader, What are you up to? The year is close to an end and January almost peeks around the corner. Gives me jitters, if you ask. How is your December? There was so much to be done this year that I couldn't manage and then some I never imagined doing. For instance, moving... Continue Reading →

Writing Inspiration #37

Octavia Butler, the sci-fi superstar wrote more than 5000 words daily. If it wasn't her manuscript, she was seen jotting down her thoughts in a daily journal she held almost all her life. But never did a day go by when she did not write. And that is an ardent practice of most of the... Continue Reading →

Pretentious – Micropoetry

and at times I wondered, if those pretentious words were a better company or the penetrating silence? Follow @themusingquill on Instagram for more micropoetry. I await you there. 🙂 ~~~~~ Asha Seth

An illusion…

but it is an illusion to want to have that what may never live you'll forever find what was never there if you continue to look you might just see why you never had it but it is an illusion to want to have that what may never live walk ahead but look down that... Continue Reading →

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