WRITERS ARE NOT POOR NOISE MAKERS OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. JK Rowling: With a net worth of $1 billion, JK Rowling currently has the accolade of being the richest author in the world and is also the first author to ever achieve this level of financial success from their writing. She is best-known for writing … Continue reading Writers Are Not Poor Noise Makers Or Something Like That.
LETTERS: TO A GREAT WOMAN OF HONOUR, Ogwiji Ehi Dear Ehis, it is a great opportunity to me to tell you that you are a great writer of this generation. You are good with what you do; building words together like castle of knowledge, breaking walls with words, giving freedom and hope with words. Keep … Continue reading Letters: To A Great Woman Of Honour,ogwiji Ehi
Being THE BOY in “A Boy’s Tears On Earth’s Tongue” – A universal review of the book. The first time I saw the book title: A Boy’s tears on Earth’s tongue, I smiled and grinned. I decided to take a deep breath and think about the subject matter. We have a boy and his tears … Continue reading Being The Boy In A Boy’s Tears On Earth’s Tongue – Book Review
LETTERS: LETTER TO GOD Dear God, We’ve been friends even as my mother conceived me. You told her that you love me. You told her that everything that concerns me touches you in the heart. You told her that you knew me even before she conceived me. You said to her: that my expectation shall … Continue reading Letters: Letter To God
WHY ARE YOU NOT MARRIED? A famous animal does not always fill the hunter’s basket. Why are you waiting for the pension that never comes? You can’t complain about not having shoes while the person you are talking to has no legs. Why don’t you want to hear the patter of little feet? Why are … Continue reading Why Are You Not Married?
LETTERS: TO OLA. W. HELIM WHOSE HEART IS A PYRAMID OF LOVE Sometimes the only way I could be able to relate my experiences is telling them like tales. The other times I found joy looking at the sun grin with alluring smile from the sky. I’m an observer, a listener and sometimes can be … Continue reading Letters: To Ola. W. Helim Whose Heart Is A Pyramid Of Love
LETTERS: TO A SOUL SISTER, ESTHER KALU Someday, we will sit together to talk about Nkporo. To talk about her maidens, the dusty road that colours the zinc along Etitiama and Elughu road whenever it is Christmas season, we will talk about the mountains and the hills; the rivers and the streams that surround her … Continue reading Letters: To A Soul Sister, Esther Kalu
BLAME THE SCHOOL SYSTEM FOR THOSE LIES OUR TEACHERS TOLD US Blame the school system for those lies our teachers told us in the classroom. Good grades are not what life needs, in reality, good grades sometimes don’t take you up there but they condition your mind to one man’s idea. Blame the school system … Continue reading Blame The School System For Those Lies Our Teacher Told Us.
QUESTIONING THE ILLUSION OF BURYING THE DEAD IN SOME PART OF NIGERIA Why do people spend much money during funerals? Why do we honour people more when they are dead than when they were alive? We build houses, we re-paint the old house, we repair the Zinc, we build more rooms and repair the damaged … Continue reading Questioning The Illusion Of Burying The Dead In Some Part Of Nigeria
It is only passion, dream, aspiration and wit that makes life worth living. Even if you find your passion late in life, don’t let it go, pursue it with all your being. I have looked for many excuses to live in a world others made for me but, writing said no yesterday. It said no … Continue reading Understanding The Power In Your Writing
DO NOT URINATE HERE! This land belongs to Buhari, he has the financial keys to every land here! You must not urinate here unless you are a cow, beware of military’ Dogs, they’re watching. You must not answer nature’s call here, this region is for grazing of the first citizens, do you expect them to … Continue reading Do Not Urinate Here
NKPORO II In proportion to the gospel of man about creation & evolution & sand of time, living in Nigeria is to kill like Osama Bin Laden without origin of profile, & give your heart to crulty. Man down, Father picked up the apple for me his good–for-nothing-child; a living dead. non-living son. What do … Continue reading Nkporo II
No Fela and son could tell of this present roaring Government. We would soon forget this forgery pain upon the odours the land created. Empty bellies shall revive casualties to beckon the spring of spiritualism &the bed shall not talk of absence of bodies on the feet of her tender care. Our today has queued … Continue reading Beware of Dogs
MAY WE ALWAYS REMEMBER… The black cat came again. You know Grandpa told us last time that black cats especially, symbolise evil. When it came, it went towards the shrine. It looked at the tallest wooden goddess, then to the gods at the dark side of the shrine where grandpa usually sit and later to … Continue reading May We Always Remember…
Each time I try to do it right, I fail myself. I’ve tried all I could but I keep getting it wrong. The other day, someone’s comment on my wall made me want to give up writing but I told myself I would write again and again and again but I keep failng and failing … Continue reading Writing Is Not For Little Children