Geetha Krishnan was nominated as an Indie Author who deserves appreciation and acknowledgement of her work. I am pleased to present this author a showcase blog post.
Author Bio:
Geetha has been interested in books from an early age and had started writing from childhood. She also writes poetry in her spare time and has published a volume of poetry titled The End of the Rainbow. She has written several books and has published Ayana:The Journey, a semi finalist at SPFBO 2019, Dharmasamsthapanarthaya: The Tale of a God Fettered, Karna: A collection of Tales, With One Swift Stroke, A Story Lost in Time, Mahabharata: A Book of Tales, The Mansion, A Forgotten Melody, Pradyutita, a semi finalist of SPFBO 2020, and Never a Good Time. Her short stories have won international acclaim in several competitions.
The untimely death of her sixteen year old son in 2019 has prompted her to adopt his name as her pen name, and now she writes under the name of Niranjan K under which name she has published the urban fantasy novella Blue, the fantasy novel, The Deathless Ones and the Science Fiction series The Elite and the Rogues, the first book of which The Elitist Supremacy is now released
She lives in India with her partner and their daughter.
“The Interview”
1. Describe yourself in three words: Creative, supportive, depressed.
2. Why do you write? Because I enjoy the process, it is cathartic, it helps me escape from the realities of my life, and I love finding out what’s coming next.
3. Name up to five people who inspire you: My daughter, Meenakshi who has had to deal with devastating loss at so early an age and who battles her depression with so much humour and spirit.
My friend, Manoj who has suffered from SMA all his life and whose grace and intelligence as well as compassion leaves me breathless all the time.
My author friend, J.E Mueller, whose books are amazing and who remains a source of inspiration for me every single day.
4. If you could sit down with anyone, living or dead, and have a conversation with, who would it be? Right now, I would sell my soul to be able to talk to my son again.
Books:
1. The Deathless Ones, my latest fantasy offering, released on September 16th.
2. The Elite and the Rogues, a Sci Fi series, the first book The Elitist Supremacy is out now
3. Jaya, a low fantasy series based on Hindu Mythology. The first book Pradyutita made it to the semi-finals of this year’s SPFBO
4. Blue, an urban fantasy novella which is in danger of turning into a series (help!)
5. Ayana, the Journey, a fantasy book that made it to the semi-finals of SPFBO in 2019
* Synopsis and Excerpt from most recent (or upcoming) release Title
An urban fantasy novella, Spaces of Silence is coming out soon. (November 27). Here’s the blurb and a short excerpt
Blurb
Sky left his hometown of Shiyeth seventeen years ago, leaving behind his heritage as a light mage, and severing ties with everyone except Declan, his friend and inseparable companion of his boyhood. When his cousin, Asher, approaches him with pleas of help and requests for protection from Declan and his dark magic, Sky has some hard choices ahead.
He has not used his magic in years, and the Declan he knows wouldn’t harm anyone. Torn between conflicting loyalties, Sky wants to put his faith in Declan and their friendship, but how far can he trust Declan now? When secrets are revealed, and rifts appear in their trust, can he still afford to blindly believe in Declan?
Is friendship enough in the face of damning evidence?
Excerpt
Sky cast the spell and saw the slight wince from Asher. “Don’t close your eyes, don’t blink, don’t rub your eyes,” he repeated.
“It feels terrible,” Asher muttered, his eye twitching and he grasped the edge of the table as if that would stop him from rubbing his eyes.
Sky’s brows were furrowed as he delved into the most recent of Asher’s memories. He could see Asher sitting in the park, looking at the statue like he had said. A moment later he went rigid, and Sky could see clearly the shadow of the spell on Asher, and the shining thread of it leading away from him. He followed that thread, leaving Asher behind, and onto a familiar street and a house that he had left only the previous day. The end of the thread was being held by someone he knew very well. Declan’s face was calm and thoughtful as he pulled at the thread, and at the other end of it, Asher moved.
Sky was conscious of a cold seeping through him, a cold that was not physical. He snapped his fingers, ending the spell. Asher sat back, his breath coming in gasps, and a question on his face.
“It is Declan,” Sky couldn’t recognise his own voice, so flat and unemotional was it. “Perry is right.”
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Final Thought …
Thank you for doing this, and to everyone seeing this, please keep supporting indie authors.
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