Some months ago, my darling Ibukun shared a fascinating picture on her instagram handle @ibukunwrites and the caption was beautiful! I asked for permission to post it on the blog.ย I was waiting for the right time to post it and I know, it is now.
Month / Jul 2018
Tender Heart.
A skit by That Warri Girl on Instagram reminded me of two people I once knew, well it was the song on the skit that took me down memory lane. It was Tender Heart by Lionel Richie.
Friday Fiction- The Stripper.
Lekan was dead.
There was no doubt in my mind that he was in a mortuary or his body was floating in some river or slowly rotting in the boot of an abandoned car, the possibilities of his location were endless. I had forgotten how to do probabilities and permutations, they were part of my favourite things to do at secondary school maths, along with longitude and latitude calculations. I liked Maths in secondary school and would spend hours poring over the topics. Anything that wasnโt surd and matrix. Continue reading →
K-Legged Tourism.
โChai I no even dey Lagosโ
I was chatting with a friend who came into Lagos two days ago and wanted us to see and after tying โchaiโ my phone predicted the rest of the message. I smiled as I realised how often I must have typed those words in that sequence. I have travelled every month this year- more than once in some months (May was epic) and all these trips have been within Nigeria- why am I not global now? Chissss *in Charlesโs Okochaโs hypemanโs voice* Continue reading →
Mystery, Mystery…
After Sidney Sheldon died and I had read all the books heโd written, a certain writer slowly filled the void left in my heart and mind- his name is David Badacci. Ekene might not remember now but it was through him I first discovered David Baldacci, he was holding โSaving Faithโ and I asked to look at it. In a few minutes I was lost in the book and felt bereft when he had to take the book with him, luckily he would later agree to loan me the book for a day and that was enough. Continue reading →