Drafts

I don't want to write a book which no one remembers.

I don't want to write a book which sells for Rs.100 on Flipkart, a week after it's release.

I don't want to write a book which can be referred to as chicklit, in a condescending off-hand.

I don't want to write a book that can't sell itself on its own merit.

How only am I meant to write when there are so many don't-wants to keep in mind? I have visions of myself in my old age, writing, crumpling and discarding yet another 150 pages. Because oh, I know you'll like reading it, but I don't want it to be my book.