Below is the final judge’s review of the Top 5 contest entries. In judging the winner of this competition, I was looking for the following: – Did it have a flowing, distinctive style? – Was I convinced that the contestant had really been moved by the book, and – Would I be persuaded to go … Continue reading Last Round Review – My Best Nigerian Book Contest
I have always wondered what it would be like to have blood on my hands. I don’t have to wonder anymore; now I know. There is so much blood on my hands that when I walk to the market place I hide my hands in a pair of black gloves because I am afraid that … Continue reading Bloodied hands…
Banke sat up on her bed suddenly. She was tucked in with her favorite Stephen King piece and something in the plot, got her thinking. It had been 5 months since Femi waltzed back into her life and stole her son’s heart. First love never dies, that was the saying, right? She had turned down … Continue reading New Beginnings – The End
26th July,2010. Today I was simply my ”best”.woke up by 4.00am to the shock of everyone(that’s usually when the real sleep start).I led in morning prayers,ran the bath for my little boys and made breakfast,yes I made breakfast.Fixed my self and went to school.Today I didn’t pretend not to see anyone,I said hi to everyone … Continue reading My Diary.
This is a poem about a man that cannot perform. Hope you’ll flow with the rhyme
Silent yet speaking volumes Far away yet caught in his mesh A mesh spun from words unspoken yet felt Ropes so loose yet tightly bond Riveting stares, yet unseeing eyes Limbs so nimble yet sluggishly moving Entangled in his web, that’s where I am Trapped like a drowning fly still intent on feeding off the … Continue reading Entangled
All eyes converge on the muddy watering hole in the centre of the plain- zebras, gazelles, nagging bucks and the Hyenas. Ahead, the light of the sun diffuses through obstructing clouds bathing the landscape in warm sunlight denying the earth of the fury of its heat. In the eyes of the animals, the diffuse reflection … Continue reading Watering hole
LOVE AND LIFE The hearty thoughts of all hearts Seeking the pleasures life offers Daily working and following paths Seeking the solutions hoping facts Love and life is a real story But the game played by all As the acts produces meaningful history Many hearts will glean the facts Love makes life easy to borne … Continue reading True Loving Story
So after much combinations and permutations, we have arrived at the Final Shortlist for the last round – drumroll please – as follows; 1. Blazing Embers by Aizehi 2. The Hunter and the Reincarnated Goddess by RemiRoy 3. The Death of I by Tesiro Dore 4. Decolonising my Literary Mind by Addy Bardust 5. I … Continue reading Final Scores – Last Round Shortlist
In a world stained by darkness The angel descends to rest, Then sets a-float mid-air once more. As a footstep is to the sand, he leaves a print etched deep within the palm of your hand- all the while, dropping traces of gentle winds behind, as golden wings rise and fall, then rise again There … Continue reading Angels among us
Igbo men have this funny fetish with their women marrying from their kind. If possible, the woman has to marry a man from her hometown; in fact, from the exact village she is from. Tell an Igbo man that your name is Mrs. Ifeoma Adewale and watch the stereotypical reaction he would likely give you. … Continue reading If Words Could Freeze…
The year is 2003, the year in which I would turn eighteen and one in which everything seems to be going awry in my life. I had been out of secondary school for almost two years and the end to the struggle to get into University was hardly in sight thanks to the barriers from … Continue reading Geebee’s Trip. Episode 1 – Going Crazy
My problem with Ibukun started when I was made class captain. He made it clear to everyone who cared to listen that I didn’t deserve to be captain and my being captain was because the class teacher liked me. He was probably right. He should have been captain. He was better qualified; captain of his … Continue reading Showdown at Rowe Park
FADE IN: EXT. road – eVENING CHIOMA is seen talking to a phone booth operator. Chioma is a girl of about 20. She looks simple yet beautiful. She gets the information from the call operator and moves ahead. Woman (V.O.) Mind how you behave while staying with that young man. He is a very powerful … Continue reading The Right Girl
Sigh. Finally. They’ve all left. It’s just me here now. I’m alone. Did I hear you ask why? Simple; because I’m crazy. Well. If refusing to sleep with your girlfriend because you think it’s not the most important thing; you have the rest of your lives to do that; if that is being crazy, I … Continue reading Through The Eyes Of Madness Part I: My Rantings