I expected so much, And received so little; Nettle in place of roses, Brittle kisses, My peace was in pieces. I rose from the slumber Of one under A love spell, Of which blunders Shook my heart to its core, Like sudden thunder. You moved close for an embrace; I shuddered. It's over, It's over.... Continue Reading →

Some self-publishing tips

Trust your creative history and instincts. I started this writing journey by writing short posts on Facebook in September 2015. I didn't have a plan at the time; I just had insight on some situations that had occurred in my life which I wanted to share. The feedback was amazing, and it encouraged me to... Continue Reading →

7 Years of Classicallyivy

It's been 7 years since I started my blog, classicallyivy. I have written before now about how I went from writing short posts on Facebook in September 2015, which led to me creating classicallyivy in October of the same year. My blog was initially filled with essays about my life experiences. As time progressed, I... Continue Reading →

Book Sale

Hey Everyone! 3 of my books are included in the Okadabooks Mid-Year Sale It's a great way of getting my books in ecopy at highly discounted rates. If you prefer to read books in hardcopy, you can check out my Amazon Author page for my books. Please have a look at the 'Books I've written'... Continue Reading →

Notes for the Nigerian seeking postgraduate studies in the U.K

Notes for the Nigerian seeking postgraduate studies in the U.K (based on my experience): Be humble and receptive to gaining new knowledge.You are a graduate seeking an advanced degree; higher expectations will be required of you regarding your ability to absorb and interprete new information.Be prepared to read more broadly than you've ever done in... Continue Reading →

Did you see me?

When I was in love-Did you see me? I wasFire burningWind blowingHoney melting. I met himand I fell,and thenI flew. Like constant electricityin Nigeria,I provoked shockand hysteria. When I loved,I lived for his smile:it was sublime. My mindwas a river;it flowedandflourished. For I was hisin that momentin time, andhe was mine. Ivie M. Eke 2022.

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