Rubens "R" Us

It's blisteringly hot here and Kitty O likes to stretch on the cool floor, his capacious belly arching out, pink nipples exposed for all to see. As I sat down beside him, I thought that Peter Paul Rubens would enjoy painting such a blatant display of voluptuousness. Kitty O is grey, but he's also got nuances of yellow, white, and of course, the pale pink underside.
But these are the days of svelte Hollywood, not Rubens time of fleshy curves, and so I doubt that anyone would want to feature Kitty O. He could, in a pinch, be used as a 'before' in a 'before and after' diet advertisement.
You see, Kitty O is not fashionable, he does not fit the times.
Writers, too, are either fashionable or out of their times. Vampires are in, and have been for a while. Cozy mysteries are hot. The list goes on. I don't know if other writers think about such things when they decide on a book. I certainly did not. I never thought, "Is India a hot destination to write about?" "Will people accept an Indian detective?"
I suppose the trick, in the end, is to be oneself. I can't write a mystery set in Sweden because I've never been there. I call the chap taking my blood during a routine physical a vampire. I certainly can't write about vampires.
So Kitty O and I will blunder on, he, eating and lolling about, I, typing and thinking of the next mystery in my Commissioner Oscar D'Costa series.

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Published on July 26, 2016 10:07
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