Hypergraphia Quotes

“She grew weary and took the hand of another. I couldn't write a single word for days, but then, I let the god complex unleashed. That's about when my writing skyrocketed, as the heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine. I had all the time in the world, and enough pain to fuel my pen.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Why did my publishing output skyrocket around 2019? Put your conspiracy theories aside, I’ll tell you why. When I started writing, I had a partner, I had plans to settle in Sofia with her. But then I lost my link to the Balkans, when she grew weary and took the hand of another. I couldn’t write a single word for days, but then, I let the god complex unleashed. That’s about when my writing skyrocketed, as the heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine. I had all the time in the world, and enough pain to fuel my pen.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“I don't know how to write (Sonnet 1934)

The world deems me a poet, and I've
accepted the honor in grace and kind.
But the fact of the matter is that,
I literally don't know how to write.

Whatever I produce, write themselves,
I just lend my fingers to the keyboard.
Nothing supernatural, just my subconscious
does the writing, I sit back and let it flow.

The ancients called it autowriting,
kind of divine intervention in human life.
Had it not been for my childhood passion
for science, I too would've fallen to lies.

Thus I trust the divine writer within,
without coddling a superstitious narrative.
As a teen I often had visions of statements,
now it has exploded into everyday habit.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood

“The world deems me a poet, but I don't know how to write. Whatever I produce, write themselves, as a teen I often had visions of statements, now it has exploded into everyday habit.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood

“You keep asking, how do I write so immense - I keep asking, where's the off switch for this! Every time I decide to take a breather, ideas start pouring, so I keep typing restless.”
― Abhijit Naskar, With Love From A Blue Rock

“The Invisible Writer (Sonnet 2654)

When I unveil a new book cover, you'd naturally assume that I know what I'm gonna write, but let me tell you a secret, in strictest confidence -

I don't, I never have any clue what my next book is going to be about - by dropping the cover I just make an appointment, with some invisible force inside, and when the time comes, the book starts pouring on its own, all I do is take dictation.

You see, I hate writing from thought, I used to, the first two years, but then I got introduced to the actual writer within, who does not need outside sources, because outside sources, academic or religious, are too backward and downright shortsighted -

which is why, things written from thought are too dull for my taste, I may accept basic data, but never thought, not even my own - for the canon to be magical it has to be born of spontaneous combustion, verse by verse, manuscript by manuscript - otherwise it's not Naskar.”
― Abhijit Naskar, With Love From A Blue Rock

“I never have any clue what my next book is going to be about, when the time comes, the book starts pouring on its own, all I do is take dictation.”
― Abhijit Naskar, With Love From A Blue Rock