If the TBR editorial shelf has left the Lizzie Bennet Diaries unmentioned, the folly must be undone. Many authors who found fiction in philosophy would offer arguments of contestation at the statement. After all, most of literature materialized because follies fuel stories, but that’s beside the point.
The audio visual medium has borrowed much from existing literary works, so the latest adaptation that ABC Network has undertaken of the Little Women series, doesn’t come as a surprise. The adaptations of Sherlock Holmes, and Pride and Prejudice should be exhibited chronologically as dissected and experimented upon almost every consecutive decade. And the entry to this exhibition mustn’t be free. The tickets would sell faster than they would if Cumberbatch and Irene Adler hit the silver screens. Or maybe not.
The way these two forms are inter linked surprises me sometimes.
Another literary event made it to the news last month. The annual Bombay Review Anthology of Short Fiction and Poetry was launched at Gyaan Adab Centre, Pune. The Director of the Pune International Literary Festival was the special guest and conducted a brilliant session on her journey as a writer . For all those whose work made it to the anthology, congratulations and thank you, for having faith in our young magazine.
The event was a lot of fun, and received considerable media coverage. The anthology is a collection of seventeen short stories, and eighteen pieces of poetry, with contributors from across the world. And yes, we are already gearing up for the next anthology. Submissions are now open.
TBR this August is an exclusive poetry issue. Namitha Varma’s If I were a Story is a simple assembly of simpler words, the right ones but. She wanted to go to Czechoslovakia when it ceased to exist, by Anushka Kelkar, is a mosaic of memories of a girl, crafting words for feelings that have been left un-named.
Brandon Marlon, in his work Agon at Chalkis, explores what it would be like if ancient poets battle it in contemporary world. Gauri Burma’s work delves into the inheritance that is left un-spoken of, only murmured in tones, and hushed by humiliation. Read her poem, Inheritance.
And finally, here is a little update about the team behind TBR. I will be handling all operations in India. Our fiction editor is now based out of London, and we are charting out a base for the magazine there. Kaartikeya Bajpai, Editor-in-Chief will now be heading the magazine from New York. We are looking for volunteers who would like to be a part of The Bombay Review in these two cities. Mail us!
So long, dear readers. Watch out for a new feature from TBR this October.