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Renita D'Silva loves stories, both reading and creating them. Her short stories have been published in 'The View from Here', 'Bartleby Snopes', 'this zine', 'Platinum Page', 'Paragraph Planet' among others and have been nominated for the 'Pushcart' prize and the 'Best of the Net' anthology. She is the author of 'Monsoon Memories','The Forgotten Daughter', 'The Stolen Girl', 'A Sister's Promise', 'A Mother's Secret' and 'A Daughter's Courage'.
The wait is over…

The wait is over…

My debut, ‘Monsoon Memories’, is out today! You can buy it here: eBook: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Monsoon-Memories-ebook/dp/B00DHVEEDS/ http://www.amazon.com/Monsoon-Memories-ebook/dp/B00DHVEEDS Paperbacks: http://www.amazon.com/Monsoon-Memories-Renita-DSilva/dp/1909490059/ http://www.amazon.co.uk/Monsoon-Memories-Renita-DSilva/dp/1909490059 http://www.bookdepository.co.uk/Monsoon-Memories-Renita-DSilva/9781909490055   Do let me know what you thought of it, or better still, do a review on Amazon! Thank you 🙂   Read More »

Feast Days

Last night, Shirin, the protagonist of Monsoon Memories appeared in my dream- ‘Not long to go now,’ she said, ‘What are you doing to celebrate the launch? Are you having a feast?’ And instantly I was transported to the feast days of my childhood- the air smelling of caramelised sugar and candy floss; the sun reflecting off the gold adorning people decked in all their finery so they looked as ... Read More »

The Mystery of the Missing Coconuts

‘There’s a thief in the village,’ my mum sighs into the phone, ‘Steals coconuts, chickens and he even stole Dhooma’s prize milking cow it seems.’ ‘What about the noise?’ I say. ‘Did nobody hear anything?’ ‘Well, they must have heard the chickens squawking and thought a frog got in the hen house. And the cow, well, you know how deaf Dhooma is-he would sleep through a hurricane. And his wife ... Read More »

A quote for Monsoon Memories

A quote for Monsoon Memories

When Oliver emailed me and said that Heather Gudenkauf had consented to read my book, I couldn’t believe it! I was excited and at the same time extremely nervous. I had reserved Heather Gudenkauf’s ‘The Weight of Silence’ at Waterstones, captivated by the blurb and had devoured it the moment I had a copy of the book in my hands. I hoped fervently that this amazing author would like my ... Read More »

The most important thing in the world

Once every week, I speak to my grandmother and our conversations go something like this, give or take a few words, every single time: Me: How are you, Gran? Gran: Not well, aches and pains everywhere, that balm you got last time is finished. It worked wonders. Me: I will get it next… Gran: Never mind that, have you eaten? Me: Not yet. Gran: Why not? Me: It’s nine o’clock ... Read More »

Do you believe in omens?

Once upon a time, there was an albino frog, who, tired of being teased by his counterparts for being different, took refuge in my mother’s warm, dark kitchen. However, the poor frog had not reckoned with my mother, who, bleary eyed with sleep staggered into the kitchen in search of a tumbler of tea and almost stumbled over a white blob sitting right by the doorway. She squinted at it, ... Read More »

Monsoon Memories book cover reveal

So here it is- the cover for Monsoon Memories. When Monsoon Memories was accepted for publication by Bookouture, I was thrilled beyond belief. The thing I had fantasised about so often, for so long, was actually happening! And then, when I went to my publisher, Oliver’s website and saw the covers he had worked on authors like Nora Roberts, Debbie Macomber and Diane Chamberlain, haunting beautiful covers that I had ... Read More »

Frost and Monsoons

Let’s talk about the weather. So, it’s officially spring, the clocks are going forward, but the question on everyone’s lips is, where is the milder weather? People are posting pictures of daffodils poking out from under a deluge of snow, a sliver of yellow flashing from beneath all that dazzling white. Avid gardeners mope with nothing to do.  Normally they would be flitting between garden centres, getting the best offers ... Read More »

Renita D’Silva: Why India?

Picture this. You are walking down the dusty road to your childhood home, your mother by your side, laden with bags of food pressed into your hands by the friends you have just visited- their way of showing their love. The relentless sun beats down on your back, soaking your clothes; and your hair sticks to your head and neck in wet clumps. The lake shimmers velvet blue and the ... Read More »

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