Author: Chinua Achebe
Genre: History/Biography
Year Published: 2012
Author: Chinua Achebe
Genre: History/Biography
Year Published: 2012
I should probably begin posts with a greeting; I’ve just not figured out what greeting it will be.
Continue reading July ReadsAuthor: NK Jemisin
Genre: Science Fiction/ Fantasy
Year Published: 2015
Continue reading The Fifth Season: A ReviewHalf the year gone already and nothing wants to arrange itself.
Continue reading June ReadsAuthor: J.D. Salinger
Genre: Bildungsroman
Year Published: 1951
Continue reading The Catcher in the Rye: A ReviewThis blog was originally birthed of a desire to give form to all my random thoughts. It’s slowly morphing into a literary blog and while literary blogs are cool, I can’t say I’m particularly thrilled by it.
Author: Taiye Selasi
Genre: Literary Fiction
Year Published: 2013
This year has been pretty devastating so far. I don’t know how much worse it could get, but I hope everyone is safe, okay. I hope the dust settles and things get better!
Continue reading April and May ReadsAnire’s parents had her and decided they wouldn’t have another child. One was enough. Too preoccupied with climbing the corporate ladder, she was left with helps who were changed by their whims, till she got to primary three, and they declared she was too big for them. “You can read storybooks and eat cornflakes and fruit before we come back,” dad said that day.
Continue reading The Girl With Rainbow BraidsAuthor: Nnedi Okorafor
Genre: Anthology, Magical Realism
Year Published: 2013
I intentionally skipped posting April reads because I barely read last month. I completed only three books, one of them so short, it seemed to be a pamphlet. I began this one in the middle of the month, but didn’t complete it till the fourth or fifth 🤔 of May.
Continue reading The Smart Money Woman: A ReviewFegor loathes Emeka more than he ever has the moment he says, “I saw your dad last week.” He says Dad so casually, as if he doesn’t know, as if he has forgotten who the man had been when they were kids wearing baggy knickers to Ugborikoko primary school.
Continue reading Beer Glass: A Short StoryThis post is inspired by a WhatsApp status my friend made a couple weeks ago with the question: “Is there a difference between body shaming and asking someone to work out/eat healthier because the person is overweight?” We had a short discussion about it, and decided we’d write about it. We’re both master procrastinators, so, I’m only getting to it now.
Continue reading Is It Concern or Body Shaming?The mother was surrounded by friends in the living room. The ragged sound of her sobs wound down the hallway, crawled along the doorframe and bounced off the white tiles to my ears. They were more wretched than the breathing of the child. They sliced my soul. They were cold fingers clutching my heart.
Continue reading Deathbed: A Short StoryA quick heads up; if you’re a fan of this series and you love it so damn much you don’t want to see it get hate, you might want to sit this one out.
Self Care basically means caring for yourself. Duh.
Continue reading Self Care as Done By Mercy IfedioraFirst off, happy New Month, everyone! I hope things get better for us all😊
(I just spent a bit ascertaining if the spelling is “tyre” or “tire”. Turns out tyre is British English and tire is American. If you were as confused as I, now, you are not. You’re welcome.)
Continue reading Road Trips and Shredded TyresI always have stuff buzzing in my head to write about, till I pick up my laptop and I’m left with the desire to go to sleep. I should do book reviews, but I procrastinate till I don’t feel the need to do them any longer. I see lifestyle posts and go, “Oh, this looks cool. I should do something like this!” till I remember you can’t pull life experiences out of thin air. Beyond all that, there is (or was) school looming over my head. I barely have the presence of mind to carry out activities more complex than scrolling through social media, tapping the hearts and sending rant voice notes on WhatsApp.
Continue reading Where I Left Off