Hello all you happy people! Participate in this call for entries and be selected to get paid at premium rate. Details >> HERE – Maximum word count per article is 800 words, and minimum is 300 (depending on prompts written for.) – One thousand Naira shall be paid for each selected article. (A minimum of 20 … Continue reading Writers Wanted
“Turn over and lie still,” Sebastian said in a whisper.
She looked at him, amused; her eyes already beginning to gleam.
“No,” she said, with the smile at the corner of her lips. “I give the orders here, mister.”
Sincere people are a rarity. This is because people have been deceived that being smart entails deception. Whoever believes such believes himself to be smart; which is a lie, since the belief is itself a lie. The real smartness should lie in being able to get what you wish by genuine means, despite the hard … Continue reading Keep. Life. Simple.
A week (and an) end — Most of them were green. He often wondered why they were that colour whenever they came, set in their crates; brought together and stacked up high by the bar-men, one on top of the other. A few of them were brown, depending on the type. He once heard it … Continue reading Poochy Coo IV
Two-Zero —- “Sebastian, Bastian for short”, was often how he liked to introduce himself. Tall, suave and handsome, the student of international relations and allied diplomatic studies was a regular with the ladies. Lately though, Bastian had little inclination towards these “daughters of eve” as he called them. His final year exams were fast approaching, … Continue reading Poochy Coo III
The Mark — The world’s progress was made possible by people who sit all day to discuss how they would run things after discovering a bag with a large amount of money in it. Usually this bag would just happen to be lying by the roadside. Lengthy discussion concerning this sort of serendipity was one … Continue reading Poochy Coo II
PROLOGUE — For two days and a night he stared at the painting. It was just there, hanging on the wall. It was strange that it enthralled him. He was not particularly given to art, and he drank wine only because it felt good. He liked to think of himself as a simple guy. He … Continue reading Poochy Coo
For as many as read the words of this article, we wish peace. By now you want a mellow voice to listen to; a perspective that is akin to yours, but somehow, strangely, at the same time against it – unobtrusively though; and in a non-judgemental way – because at this point you are no … Continue reading “You’ll be fine…”
Pure water is now 10 naira; so, surely, the world has come to an end. Little birds are whispering that some government schools are about to be privatised, and so the students face the possibility of a tremendous increase in fees. Salary, which in the first place is barely enough to cater to all our … Continue reading We Get By…
Of the many things that one may choose to do with his time, it could be said that helping another person is the most noble; and indeed, the time which would be taken to do this endeavour could be said to be well spent. It should seem then, that the most noble acts are the … Continue reading Away with Words
You do not want to take too much of a direct approach when trying to tell your Igbo relatives about the fact that you don’t intend to get married. I believe I can take the liberty of saying that the same applies to any Nigerian family as well; cutting across tribe, and the parameter of … Continue reading Bane of my Bone; Stress of my Flesh
The title says it all, folks. ***This has the purview of, but is not limited to, familiar spirits, karishikas, mammy and pappy waters, (with other loyal subjects of the marine kingdom), annoying neighbours, oga’s wife/husband, mother-in-laws, haters, frenemies, stalkers and famzers, gold-digging boyfriends/girlfriends, as well as the sour-faced old man/woman who lives at the end … Continue reading How the Witches Follow You from the Village
Hello all you happy people. I know I posted a somehow sounding something about why the three both of us as a good writing somebody should not be doing it for free… and now I’m posting this one. (Don’t worry, I’m not high on Oshogbo weed.) Since there are a few exceptions as to why … Continue reading Why you SHOULD write for free
*** “The note” was written by @NAWAWI13 HERE —— I found your body hanging from a rope; suspended from the ceiling fan by the noose done tightly around your neck. I didn’t bother trying to push your legs up, or get you down, once I noticed the wet patch that had already formed on the … Continue reading Reply to “The Note”
(That’s for if you’re any good at writing, though.) Now, this article isn’t necessarily about money, and it’s certainly not some silly annoying dime-a-dozen post about how to make unrealistic amounts through blogging (don’t you just hate those?); heck, as a matter of fact, this write up is anything but! It’s the exact opposite, actually, … Continue reading Why You Shouldn’t Write for Free