With shaky hands, Wandering thoughts I try to hold my pen Struggling to scribble this piece With a view to please pen maestros Afraid of critics Whose words are as painful As the sting of the bee I hide So as not to displease the masters Living like a slave Deprived of freedom … Continue reading Pen Masters
What brings our feet to NS? A chance to flaunt new clothes Dance kukere and fluid azonto In the arena to thrill and awe The eager crowd reading our steps Such that no boos be heard? What brings our hands to NS? A test of our pen’s stamina At best to fall other wrestlers Then … Continue reading What Brings us to NS?
Criticism is a gift–A gift whose impact depends on the manner of its presentation by the critic, and the disposition and maturity of the writer who receives it. A critic is a surgeon and a writer’s story her patient. On several occasions, the patient is wheeled-in to the theater with physical injuries that may be … Continue reading On the Conduct and Expectations of a Critic – A Sequel
A writer’s primary motivator should be anticipated praise. Adulation, ovation, commendation–whatever it is called–he should dream of these as he puts his pen to paper. The writer should constantly craft parallel scenarios of the beautiful things that would be said about his unborn work. His imagination of such acclaim must run unfettered, spurring him on … Continue reading On the Expectations and Conduct of a Writer