There are people who want to know stuff. They stick their hands in a beehive. They study what a sting looks like. They are curious. They ask questions. They poke – not their noses – their brains in affairs that concern them. They sniff for signs. They probe. They value feedback and seek it as…
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Why I write
This is Day 1 of #UGBlogMonth. I know why I started blogging. I wrote about it last year. You’ll find it here. The short of it is I was unemployed and broke. But why do I really write? Why do I put words on pages? Why do I keep doing it even when I don’t…
Day #8: How You Lose Him
He says you’re a good for nothing chic. He calls you a blood sucking daughter of a female dog. You’re an ingrate, he says. You can’t be trusted. You are unbelievable. How dare you? He asks. You played with my heart, he says. You sigh. He wears a look of disgust and disappointment. This is…
Day #7: Hooked By A Blog
I’ve read many blogs over the last seven days. I have seen many voices on those blogs. I have smiled. I have laughed. I nodded. I have agreed with some people. I have been encouraged by others. And I continue to read. This post, The Good, The Bad and The Ugly had me at its…
Day #6: What If…
I step out of my house and head to the public square at the Stadttheatre. There, we can still sit and busk under the sun. To my right is a couple. The girl is resting her head on the boy’s lap. The boy is stroking her hair. She’s wearing shades. And love is blossoming around…
Day #5: Good Bad Ugly
The Good You’ll write copy that comes from the deepest part of your soul. It’ll be flawless, taste like nectar, drip like honey, smell like coffee. Each sentence will be tailored with fine detail. You’ll pick each line with a purpose. Your work will be a performance, an orchestra of letters, words and paragraphs with…
Day #4: Confessions
I’m catholic. I (think) I understand what confession means. If you ask me when the last time I confessed was, I’ll say it was a few months ago. I told a girl how I felt about her. She sent my backside to the friendzone. The last time I knelt and told a priest, “Bless me…
Day #3: To The Five of You
You’ll have dreams and goals and aspirations that run from Earth to Mars. You’ll put timelines to when you want to achieve certain things. “I’ll be rich by 30,” you’ll say. “I’ll own a car. I’ll have businesses. I’ll buy a house.” “I’ll be married by 25.” There will be many things you’ll want. You’ll…
Day #1: A Disjointed Letter To You
Hi Reader, This is the beginning of a 21 Day Blogging Challenge. It’s the #lockdownblog challenge. Where I am, I’ve already been social distancing for 17 days. I should be writing a letter that moves you. But getting into the third week of social distancing and quarantine over here drives my mind to its default…
Day six of social distancing
I did a 30-minute cadio workout this morning. Scissor steps, Skaters, Jumping Jacks and Pop squats. The idea came from a phone call I had last night. That work out drained the energy out of my skin. I’ll continue with it tomorrow. Then I cooked. I made honey glazed boneless chicken and what Nigerians called…