… And finally, here is Part 5.
In case you missed it, you can read the previous parts here:
Feel free to share your thoughts. Enjoy!
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“Ah, Seni, Seni, oya come and sit here. Oya come now-ow …” he said, patting a spot beside him on her own bed.
The look on her face said, “Get out now!” but she obeyed. Mentally, she added locking her room to the list of life-changing decisions she planned to make before she turned 21. It was right up there with threading her eyebrows. Read More
If you missed the first three parts, you might want to start from Part 1. Here’s a direct link to the entire series:
But if you’ve been following regularly, thanks for the support … And let me stop yarning. Here’s Part 4. Enjoy!
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He came home briefly to drop his traveling bag and pick up some other items. It was the same navy blue traveling bag that Seni herself had used whenever she returned to school at Meiran after holidays. She knew that Dele would be going to Boye’s house, for the mini get-together to celebrate his birthday. She decided that it was better to tell him about Boye’s advances before he left for that party.
As it turned out, her timing was totally off. Read More
Yes, I know it’s long overdue and I said I would and …. and ….
Okay, not quite.
I finally finished editing and putting it together, so there’ll be no more gaps. The other parts will be up on Thursday and Friday. Seriously.
And I wanted to share the book cover with you. Like it? Hate it? Don’t think it fits the story? Was that the Veronica you pictured in your mind? Share your thoughts either way.
Enough blabbing. Here’s the book cover, followed by Part 3. Enjoy!
Read Previous Episodes here
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Seni did not hear anything else about Veronica from Dele’s lips. It was as if he deliberately avoided mentioning her name in Seni’s presence. She began to second-guess herself.
Maybe she shouldn’t have told Dele anything.
But how do you stand by and watch a person you love get hurt?
As yet, Veronica had not done anything to hurt Dele, but Seni knew it was coming. She was still wondering about this one evening, a few weeks after the “Vero-inspired” conversation she had had with Dele. She was completing the last leg of her journey home from JAMB lessons by foot. When she was within two minutes of the house, she decided, on an impulse, to go and visit her friend, Nancy. It was Friday, and even though she knew that she had to study over the weekend, she also knew that her parents were less strict with their “you-must-study-everyday” rule on Fridays compared to other days. Her spur-of-the-moment plan was to go and borrow a few movies from Nancy and watch them over the weekend. Read More
Many apologies for being MIA for this long. But, it was all for a good cause, i.e. writing. I’ve been working on a few stories, and needed some time off. Hope you understand. I actually finished writing the draft of this story about a month ago, but because I wrote it by hand, I am now having to type it out and edit it too. So, please bear with me.
Meanwhile, here is Part 2 of Shine Your Eye. Part 3 will be posted before the end of the week, and it will be much longer. Enjoy!
When you think of pets, conventional names come to mind: dogs, cats, goldfish, etc. But, people have pet goats too. Yes, goats, those hairy, bleating, delicious animals that I find so fascinating.
I have never had to babysit anyone’s pet, but it hasn’t stopped me from compiling this list. Supposing you, the owner and lover of a pet goat (let’s call him Chewy), ask me to babysit your pet, here is my answer in advance: NO.
And here are 8 reasons why: Read More
Forget what you heard: Writing is hard work! I have learnt and am still learning that, but it does have its rewards … none of which I want to discuss right now. 😉
But I thought of three different things a writer (i.e. ME) risks when she writes: Read More
This story idea has been stewing in my brain (bad mental picture) for months and I decided to finally write it. I have not yet made a book cover for it, but you can be sure I will share it here when I do.
In the meantime, here’s Part 1 of the story. As always, your comments and feedback are appreciated!
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Seni stared at her brother in disbelief. The way her eyes grew wide after his words landed on her ears, he might as well have had a banana tree growing from his head. Only a boy … No. Only a man would believe such a cleverly concocted tale.
“Dele, repeat what you just told me,” she said in the same sharp tone their mother frequently used when they were children. That tone, which overshadowed a question and answer session, was the warning that came before a slap or some other form of punishment landed on the unlucky child, for an act of disobedience.
Somewhere in Dele’s brain, he noted that she was irritated with him, but he completely ignored her, choosing instead to act like she was over-reacting.
“What?” he asked, shrugging his shoulders. “Weren’t you listening to me?” Read More