Okay. I was more than invisible at the Jaipur Literature Festival this year. I was there for four days, and had a gala time spotting great and famous writers and also celebrities.
Among all the glitter, it was nice to see my book being sold at the bookshop at the venue. The bookshop only had books by the writers who were scheduled to appear in the sessions, and who were invited for the festival. I wasn’t invited. But my co-edit was indeed.
And I basked on reflected glory.
My time will come. Sure.