So you want Press, huh?

Ok so bite me, I want my book to be written about. But hold-on, always be careful about what you ask for....because you can be blessed with gobbledygook like this: (I wont mention the paper or the writer, because I have nothing personal against either, but I do have a problem with the state of Indian journalism, editors, editing desks, writers, the whole caboodle....moreover, this is so ironic, because this is the kind of writing I teach people NOT to indulge in. And here I sit, being written at in this way!) Hold your breath. Just a few excerpts, but it's going to be a rocky road. And I quote:

"Framing characters that have been a quarry of emotional abandonment, Gouri Dange's maiden venture in fiction writing 3, Zakia Mansion recounts the journey of maturing
Writers can delve out the most unobtrusive of the emotional panoply felt or forgotten, spy the most understated of the peculiar human conditions, and phrase it so incisively as to leave you stunned that they can resonate your inner being like they have been an observer and cohort for life. "
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"To intuit the finer elemental experiences of a marooned mind that has fallen off the sound growth routine, it is given that a perspicacious, objective and thorough insight into the tumultuous scenario is required. But to Dange it comes relatively easy, given her surrogate profession of a family counsellor. "
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"Her advice to aspirants of penmanship is that you should indulge in uninhibited writing and allow yourself to explore , refraining from taking a cavilling view of your writing. "
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! had enough?

This confirms one theory, that the word vocabulary, has an Indian origin: Voh-kya-boli-rey?

All this sent him running to his dictionary, one of my friends told me, not to look up words, but to pick up the largest one and hurl it at the people concerned.

The Universe is telling me: You want Press? Here Press this! ImPressed? DePressed?
Now I remembered why I was a recluse in the first place. Too late, now.