The problem is simple, or rather, complex. The crux is: I can write. I can write pretty well all right. I can write much fucking better than Chetan Bhagat and other Indian dumbass authors earning $200,000 a month for critically massacred pieces of chick-lit, guy-lit, gay-lit- geek-lit, metero-lit and basically all other forms of low-intellect writing. I have the resources to write a book, as in:
- Agent-like roommate who’ll ensure I finish it.
- Motivation: Creative expression and financial renumeration.
So far, so good. But, ladies and gentlemen… what do I write about? There are two broad categories of writing, i.e. Fiction and Non-Fiction. I shall roughly outline the positives and negatives of both: Fiction
|Why I CAN write fiction||Why I CANNOT write fiction|
|Why I CAN write Non-Fiction||Why I CANNOT write Non-Fiction|