I feel it is high time I published a flash fiction. So I decided to post this, the message in this story means so much to me. Okay, enough Sue... I'd just let you do click below and read this.
I know it is the last day of the month and Sue decides to write about the many-faced goddess, what does this mean? Click to gain more insights...
I call myself a storyteller because I honestly don't see myself not writing about humans and the stories that bind us. I feel us humans have a powerful tool in our being. Want to know what it is? Click to read on.
It gives me so much joy to see millions of African girls (Black girls) embracing the colour of their skin, their body sizes and their heritage. This is one thing social media has made better because there is room for girls who wants to join the club. The #blackgirlmagic.
There is a quote on Pinterest which I copied to a recent post on my Instagram (follow me pretty please - @blackprowriter) and it basically says, To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong. How often do we tell ourselves we are too small to create something big? How many times has fear stopped us from chasing our dreams? Are you still counting? Read on...
I hate comfort zone. I do. But it's so comfortable. But it is a curse in a disguise of contentment. I don't want to remain at one point for the rest of my life, no natter how comfortable it feels. I don't want to settle. This is one of my biggest fears by the way,... Continue Reading →
Who else remembers this song ''Count your blessings, name them one by one ...''? I thought about this song when the worrisome feeling drained my morale last August. Read on to know all about the little victories and defeats I have faced.
In this post, I think I wrote about my obsession with imagination. Well, what if this is the side effect of it? Read on to judge this by yourself.
MEMORIES (AMMA) If there was a right word to describe what Amma went through with Daniel, it would be strange. The experience was really thrilling; talking to someone new and not getting beaten or slapped or yelled at before ending the conversation, it was really different and for the first time in her life, she... Continue Reading →