Penning me in the pages

Hmmmm….my biography? Interesting…….Now who would I deem capable and worthy enough to actually have the grand privilege of writing about my life, hobbies, events, actions or really just about me? I cannot just go on selecting people based on their works even if they are bestsellers or are classics or even just because they are called the Bard! Come onnnn, stop boooing me! Nobody even understands their words in today’s age, yet loving their work despite that is an altogether different topic.

Anyhow, I  decided to call a selected list of authors for an audition of sorts to present their skills on what they can really do with the most important and prestigious topics of the century – my biography 🙂 And following are the entries that I received from various renowned authors. And don’t worry about how I got these entries specially from those who really are not capable to submit entries since there seems to be a few physiological constraints to write from the beyond. But I wouldn’t have second thoughts since the Daily post clearly says – “Ghost”writer. <smirks cheekily>

Entry No. 1
Author: Shakespeare, The Bard

“The Dreamer of Words”

Sheetal, The Dreamer
Mr. A, Spouse to the former
Oceanus, brother of The Dreamer
Aai, Mother of The Dreamer
Baabya, Friend of Mr. A
Dolly, Spouse of former
Chhoti, Friend of The Dreamer
Saturnus, Spouse of former

Act I-Scene I

Enter Baabya. Enter Dolly. Enter Mr. A

Mr. A – And now, Dolly, what’s the news with you?
You told us of some suit. What is ’t, Dolly?
You cannot speak of reason to the Dreamer
And lose your voice. What wouldst thou beg, Dolly,
That shall not be my offer, not thy asking?
The head is not more native to the heart,
The hand more instrumental to the mouth,
Than is the dreamer’s quest for books to thy beloved – Baabya.
What wouldst thou have, Dolly?

DOLLY – My dear A,
Your leave and favor to return to Reality,
From whence though willingly I came to Dreamland
To show my duty in the Dreamer’s quest for books,
Yet now, I must confess, that duty done,
My thoughts and wishes bend again toward Reality
And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon.

Mr. A
Have you your husband’s leave? What says Baabya?

She hath, my lord, wrung from me my slow leave
By laborsome petition, and at last
Upon her will I sealed my hard consent.
I do beseech you, give her leave to go.

Mr. A
Take thy fair hour, Dolly. Time be thine,
And thy best graces spend it at thy will.—
But now, my beloved Sheetal—

(aside) A little more than kin and less than kind.

Mr. A
How is it that the clouds still hang on you?

Not so, my dear. I am too much i’ the sun.

Enter Aai.
Good Sheetal, cast thy nighted color off,
And let thine eye look like a friend on all.
Do not forever with thy vailèd lids
Seek for thy book thou completed reading, on thy shelf.
Thou know’st ’tis common. All thee books must conclude,
Passing through nature to eternity.

Ay, madam, it is common.

End Scene I

Entry 2.
Author: Jane Austen

“Dreams and Dream-abilities”

Chapter 1

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single day-dreamer in possession of a good thirst for exceptionally good books, must be in want of a library.
The news that a noble book company named Bingley Books has rented the manor known as Dreamerfield Park causes a great stir in the neighboring village of LongDreambourn, especially in the Mr. A household.

Entry 3.
Author: John Green

“Looking for The dreamer”

Chapter 1

“I fear the vanishing of all the books in the world. I fear it like the proverbial blind man who’s afraid of the dark”
“Too soon,” Chhoti said, cracking a smile.
“Was that insensitive?” The Dreamer asked.”I can be pretty blind to other people’s feelings.”
Chhoti was laughing but Saturnus seemed lost. “Would, uh, would anyone like to speak to that?”
I looked over to the Dreamer who looked back at me.
“There will come a time,” I said, “when all of the books will perish. All of them. There will come a time when there are no books remaining to remember that any book ever existed or that any tree ever did produce paper. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone a book of yours. Everything that we thought, wrote and read will be forgotten and all of this” -I gestured to a shelf of books encompassingly – “will be for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is a million years away, but even if the books survive the collapse of the trees, they will not survive forever. There was a time when people experienced the smell of new books and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of the vanishing of books worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.”

Entry 4.
Author: J K Rowlings

“The dreamer and the chamber of books”

Chapter 1: The reader who dreamed

The Dreamer turned the page of the book that she was reading with a flick of her wand. Near her bespectacled eyes, a wand was poised mid-air on a pad of paper. She clicked her fingers and the wand obediently started writing on the pad – “Daily Prompt – Ghost Writer”

Whew! That was a lot of work! Well, work of reading the entries, I mean. Now if you are still with me, who do you think should write my biography? I mean, it’s not really easy to pick one author. Each one has their own flavour and technique and I don’t know who will suit the best for writing me.

Eg. if I really decide upon going with the bard, my biography would live on for ages. I would be one of the works of the Bard. And that in itself would be a true honour. But if I decide to go with Ms. Austen, I would be with the gang of classics! Movies could be inspired on my character, and there would be millions of fan pages and follow-up stories.
John Green would be another worthy candidate. Although, the readers would need to know a lot of big words and their meanings to understand what he really writes about me. And as for J K Rowlings, I really can’t wait to read what she has in store for my character. Would I have an invisibility cloak that I can hide under and read/write without any intrusion from anyone? Or would I really live in a library shaped like a house that will have books on all its floors…and stairs, too. Ohh! and I can just call any floor and it will just open right up in front of me? Maybe I can have a reader or rather just a voice who will read out the books to me when I am eating a chocolate cake in the dining room full of books…….or Maybe a cheesecake…

I guess I am still looking for the perfect author to pen my biography, since I do have a lot more entries coming in. I will still need some time to decide on the most worthy candidate. Until I do that, thank you all for stopping by, you guys have a perfect week and I will look forward to catching you here on my blog, soon. Ciao! 🙂


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