What my Mother Means When She Says, “May the Road be Kind to You”
Before the bus hits the road, mama would lean against the white Benue Links bus — which always has a bright red and deep green strip running through it– and mutter a prayer the same way she did the first time I left Gboko for…
6 Cheap Gifts to Give Your Favorite Writer-friends this December
Many of us have favorite writers, poets, storytellers on various social media platforms and it is even more adorable to have your favorite writer as a friend who leaves down the street. If a writer spends a minimum of 5 hours per week to write,…
What Female Writers Should Do To Make Their Menstrual Periods Less Painful
Some women experience difficult menstrual periods. From horrible mood swings to painful cramps to puking and stooling. This a list of discomforts women, including female writers, deal with for 5-7 days every month. Imagine if these difficult days coincide with when you have a list…
Lessons From my Encounter With a Generous Beggar
Yesterday I was out all day. Sitting outside an eatery, using their free power supply to work on my PC. As I sat there going back and forth on the many tabs opened on my browser, enduring the noise of the gen. which sat beside…
Discomfort: Everyone Thinks My Madness Is In Its Larval Stage
I want to go back to the time when discomfort was just a grain of sand in my shoes and I only needed to kick the shoes off and be relieved. I miss the days when much of what I knew of discomfort was a…
What Every Writer Needs To Know About Titles
No doubt every writer has been in a situation where after writing such a great piece, story or book, he/she spends hours, days and perhaps a couple of months trying to get a befitting title. I have been in such situations more time than I…
The Best Writing Advice I Ever Gave II
One of the things I love to do for myself as a part of selfcare is talk to myself. It is not that I like the sound of my own voice but I am mostly alone and talking to myself is how I stop myself…
Returning Home III
By the time Fatima got to her mother’s hut, she was already very exhausted. She landed heavily at the doorstep. Her mother who had been awakened by footsteps approaching her hut was peeping through the window to see who it was. “I would catch the…
I Wriggled Out of His Grip- A Sexual Assault Story
Are sexual assault stories like yawns? That when someone in a room O-s his mouth in a yawn, we suddenly feel like yawning?
Saturday Self-Scrutiny
People say I use a lot of biblical allegories. Isn’t it something we should expect from a girl who at childhood, ate from the pages of the good book and shared its juice with anyone who cared to have some? It is true that my…
