Some book sales maths…

Mathematics, my favourite subject...okay, that's not true 😂 But as a self-published Author, I find myself tapping out figures on my phone's calculator whilst frowning and shaking my head at the results. When you buy a self-published Author's books on platforms like Amazon and Okada Books, do you know that the Author doesn't earn the amount... Continue Reading →

#Repost Series: What Christmas Means To Me.

Christmas is waiting. It is waiting to get that email from Human Resources telling me that the Christmas break will be from this date and end on that date. It is an expectant feeling, where I try to draw the line between being a hardworking staff and an easily distracted person who asks myself, ‘has... Continue Reading →

Poem: Low Expectations.

Expect to be disappointed... Expectations should be deferred... _____________________ The love of Friends and Family, Lovers and Country, _____________________ Should be administered With A pinch of salt And a mountain of cynicism. _____________________ Like an animal In the wilderness, Let self-preservation Come first, _____________________ Lest you fall prey To love’s games, Pray Not to be... Continue Reading →

Fruits of my creative efforts…

  I am not a motivational speaker...but I do have something I feel someone out there needs to hear: if you wait for perfect conditions before you pursue your passion, you will achieve nothing. _____________________ The three books which I have written are not perfect, but they are proof that I tried/I am trying, and... Continue Reading →

I Love Books: ‘My Sister The Serial Killer’ by Oyinkan Braithwaite.

This book... This book is everything I had hoped it would be. Ayoola is a Serial killer, and Korede, her sister spends her time literally cleaning up after her. It is absurd. It is funny. It is intelligent. It is well-written. Readers will finish this book and be happy, wanting to read it again after... Continue Reading →

#Repost Series. High Heels and Low Expectations: The Lingering Frustrations of Being a Nigerian Woman.

There are times when being a Nigerian woman is an awesome experience. Step out onto a random street in any part of the country and you will see us in all our glory: well-dressed, in high heels or flats shoes, with carefully styled hair. With the right support system of family, friends and dedicated groups, a Nigerian woman can achieve greatness both... Continue Reading →

#Repost Series: 5 Lessons I Learned From My Secondary School Days.

I attended secondary school in Lagos, Nigeria in the 1990s. I have chosen to have very selective memories about my time there, so I dwell more on the memories of shared laughter and on the friends I made who I am still in touch with presently. I will not dwell on the cutting of grass,... Continue Reading →

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