When the moon is lucent up in the sky, I yen for a long lasting talk which I could not behold your lips flapping endlessly at my presence. I cuddle the air in your absence as I walk strangely at the dawn of the morning when I heard the words like syringe injected into my … Continue reading Pains of Sweet Memories II
Hello Dear Readers, sorry, sorry, sorry. It took a long while, I bet you missed me as much as I did. It feels really good to be back again, but this time as dimmastories. So let’s enjoy the ride Episode 5 Two days later, Boma was with Anny in the students food café. She was … Continue reading The One Friend
Madarame takes his pen to write, he still has mixed feelings. Earlier that morning he had met a roadside beggar, an elderly man with hands the size of a well. When he stretched them forth it didn’t look like he was asking, it looked like he wanted to collect what he had given, like a … Continue reading Today I’ll Find Tomorrow
Nigeria a land of promises, a land of golds and diamonds, a land where being successful means being wealthy, a land where being successful have many pals and families Nigeria a land of talents, a land of opportunities, a land for the rich, a land for the strong. Welcome to the land of hustle.
An interview By Darlington Chukwunyere Chima Igbokwe was keen to talk about his nine year old movie project “Not So Long a Letter”. Not so long a Letter is a movie written, designed and directed by Chima Igbokwe. This “baby” took him a whooping nine years to nurse, and from the look of things, Not … Continue reading Not So Long A Letter (the movie)
I don’t write love poems, but I can make the love a poem just to see your glittering dazzling eyes changing lanes like the car on the highway. Swimming the oceans, I crossed the waves just to notice you at the shore playing chess in a winless row. I thought I could tell the sky … Continue reading Pains of Sweet Memories
THE EXAM EVE CHAPTER ONE Stressed out, but determined to get the last thirty-two paged of the Analytical chemistry, CHM 413 handout into his ailing brain, Tunde got up for the first time in the last four hours to make himself a cup of coffee. Not that he is a coffee person, but anything to … Continue reading The Exam Eve
Time flies, moments swindles our Intellect to bring the best out of us. we ponder and we yield to it without grief, but with determination and courage to tear the pages and set a record of new history. With a profound gratitude, my thanks are always expressed in excitement as my teachers encoded their best … Continue reading Valedictory Speech
Am like a Weaverbird roaming the isle at a mile to fight with the eyes connecting the mind. The trees are greenly colorful, and like the yellow grasses in a summer, the breeze walking in the atmosphere like a ghost passing through the cloths hung for a ray to evaporate it’s moisture in time frame. … Continue reading Nature is Pleasure III
The world shattered with a car crash. A son was killed but the mother also died. The tears have stopped but her heart still cries. Among the living but she was no longer alive. For how could she forget? Her hands blood red from her dying firstborn. First the father and now too the son. … Continue reading Shattered
Aambra-born young writer, Izunna Okafor has yet added another prestigious feather to his literary status, as he won the 2019 Young Achievers Award as the Best Young Writer of The Year. This was disclosed at the award ceremony which took place at the NAF Headquarters Conference Center, Abuja, and which drew the presence of … Continue reading Izunna Okafor Wins Best Young Writer of The Year 2019
© 2019 BY OCHIDI GRACE All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either … Continue reading The Writer. Episode 1
You are sitting in front of your mother. You are fidgeting because you don’t know why she called you. She asked the question, ‘why did you do it?’ The question sounded like your church bell you find too loud and irritating to your ears. You wondered which of your deed and action could trigger the … Continue reading I didn’t do it.
“Ayo! Ayo!! Ayo!!!” A furious but caring mother called from the kitchen. She kept calling until she couldn’t hold it anymore. Now muttering to herself ‘its past six in the morning and this girl still finds pleasure in sleeping when she’s supposed to be preparing for school’. Esther Cole left what she was doing in … Continue reading Hope E1: A new beginning
Prologue It all began when she lost her father to death. She lost all hope and feared that she might not cope. Her beloved mother has her own worries to care less about a ten year old whom she struggled hard to send to a standard private school after the demise of her husband. Ayomide … Continue reading Hope