I was wading through my emails this morning and I came across this article I had sent in for a competition when I was 19. I did not get in – I don’t even think they got back to me. I had obviously scared the crap out of them with my gazillion (brackets) and DPMO attitude. LMAO. I have copied and pasted it below and haven’t touched a single thing.
When my kids grow older and ask me the inevitable ‘How did you and daddy meet’ question, I’ll leave it to my husband because he tells the best stories (and also because I tend to mix reality with fantasy so I might actually end up telling them, how I *wish* we met instead of how we met). When they ask if it was love at first sight, I’ll rush in
I have always loved to kiss my son’s head ever since he was born. It was such an intoxicating thing to do; I would gently place my entire face on his little head and inhale deeply (sometimes, drops of baby oil will zoom their way into my brain – but I did not care). I would stay there and just breathe; inhaling his natural baby scent mixed with man-made products.
Day 4 Imagine that your protagonist has just turned into a statue. Describe his or her thoughts. __________ 23rd July 2016 SUNRISE NEWSPAPER …where the sun never sets. WONDER – On the 22nd day of July 2016 at Iganmu bus stop, Magodo, Lagos, the strangest thing was witnessed by over 70 spectators including vendors and commuters in the vicinity. It was a fine morning in the Magodo area of Lagos
Day 3 Now send your character to his or her grumpy grandmother’s house for a visit. Write the scene of your character’s arrival. __________________ ‘If the mother of my mother is my grandmother What would it take to silence this old woman?’ Dodade wrote this and struck it out in his poetry book. If humans were chocolate, his grandmother would be a snicker bar – not only because she spends
Day 2 Think of three people in your life. Give your character the hair and laugh of person 1, the face and bedroom of person 2, and the wardrobe and mannerisms of person 3. This is your new protagonist. Feel free to give him or her any other characteristics you’d like. Give us an idea of who your character is by describing only the first 60 seconds of the character’s
Doing just book reviews has made me very lazy because I don’t have to think too hard or create something new – I just expound on what has been written. So when Debo, my brother, hit me up about writing prompts, I almost felt like it was a shade – although a shade I was happy to stand under. Guess who’s looking to be creative again! Me. Me. Me. Me!
One day, this is going to be a grainy picture. Yes, we paid the photographer over half a million Naira for his ‘Shine Blue Shine’ package. You had asked him what sort of a tag that was; shine blue shine, and I had looked at him sympathetically and pinched you. As he stuttered to reply, you giggled and said to him, ‘Just kidding sir. What am I thinking trying
I laugh when people say their lives are nothing to write home about. Because as depressing as they make that out to sound, I wish that were my case. I have no home to write nothing to. Oh, and did I mention that I can’t write as well? —- She told me she was feeling very blue because her boyfriend wouldn’t pick up her calls. ‘It must be nice to
I am crying and laughing at the same time (thank God I’m laughing, so the people here think it’s the laughing that is tickling my eyes and producing water). My wife has surprised me again! I mean, when I was getting married to Betty two years ago, I knew she was mischievous but I didn’t know it has reached this level. Do you know that when she was vomiting two