This is me trying to explain why I have been gone for so long. I have been going through this transformation since I attended the Ake festival last November. It is like I am going through a stage called shedding; where I am peeling off every inch of me that keeps saying ‘’I would do... Continue Reading →
In her dreams, Sade’s baby cried. It did not sound like a quiet cry; the type babies make when they only want to make a fuss. It was a cry of agony; screeching, sad. Sade would wake up from these dreams and wonder why a baby would feel so much pain. Babies were not supposed... Continue Reading →
Finally, I resumed back to school after an on-and- off two-year strike action! It was a normal day as usual at Ogbomoso; hot blazing sun threatening to melt your skin, blasting music coming out from my neighbours' rooms and my Indomie noodles getting burnt whilst watching "Stranger things". It was a normal day indeed and... Continue Reading →
I am Susanah, 21, Nigerian, love to write. I created a pseudonym when I realised I wanted an identity that would fully describe me and my passion. Hence, Blackprowriter! My blog is created to showcase my strength as a writer and how I can influence you readers within my niche -Art blogger. Which means I... Continue Reading →
I added 4c hair not because 4a-c hair types might not learn a thing or how from this post but because I can only give a tip from an angle I am familiar with, hence the '4c hair' emphasis. Now that we got that out of the way. Hi! I told you I was going... Continue Reading →
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.
MUSE - DANIEL I walk quickly into the half-filled cafeteria with hungry students trying to eat and catch up at the same time. Scanning the whole premises, I sight Chima and Larry at a table around the corner. I walk towards them and grab a sit. Larry stares at me, looking confused. ‘’Dude, you are... Continue Reading →