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Writing a fantasy book was something I had never expected to go like this. But turns out, you don't understand the peril of your favourite writers until you put yourself in their socks, or shoes, whatever.   First of all, Welcome! I am Shipra Agrawal, Eso to shorten it, an ambitious teenager who had taken up the very impossible task of writing a fantasy book at the age of 15, maybe a few weeks ago, powered by sheer will that crumbles down every time something bad happens to me, and a tub of coffee for each passing hour that goes by.  The last line is a bit exaggerated, but- Meh.  So, what am I here for today? Good question! Heavens know if I know the answer to it myself.  There is just something about this app that attracts my sleep-deprived, overfilled brain, just how I like running into red flags like its cosy firelight, and I am the CEO of self-destruction.   So, back to the topic at hand today. Writing a goddamn fantasy book.  The first book ...

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  Have you ever had a dream that looks so humongous that you feel stupid to even think you can achieve it?    Hello dear people, this is Eso right here!  Forget it- little Eso's got no idea what she is talking about. I mean, if you had told the last year October me that things could get worse than what they were after losing my best friend, my grandmother, she would've scoffed her face off at you.  That's what it was. But eh, this is me here. The older Eso? I don't know.  The person who's lost two more family members since then, almost failed her exams(the old me would have a heart attack right then and there), is sitting for the same grade again after being a topper for most of her little life, and now, is thinking of dreams that look like too big mountains to be a beginner hiker who's never climbed before. But, well, what is a person without imagination and dreams? And so here I am.  I am not little Eso anymore.  Hi, meet me, Shipra Agrawal, a s...

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 Honestly , as much as I would like to be professional and introduce myself, the sole purpose of even opening this blog makes me stop from doing it.  I am a messy person, and as an introduction, I am particularly everything the little word, esoteric suggests. Esoteric. It is also my pen name as an author. Weird I know. But I like it that way.  Sometimes, I just like being messy. I make a mess? I blame it on my forever undiagnosed ADHD and move on. I mean, isn't that literally the way you're supposed to do it anyways? I am just a human too.  I am not that old. Neither do I know what an actual blog is supposed to be. My knowledge comes from hundreds of hours of mindless scrolling I am trying to put a control on recently, and from that I only know that a blog is where you're supposed to share something. Share your thoughts, a crazy and wild theory, half imbecile strength plots if you're an author, and maybe, treat it like a journal. And that's what I am about to do. So...