I shivered, cried, stared into blank space, laughed out loud, closed my eyes in embarrassment, thought hard about life, wrote interesting pieces just because of Chimamanda Adichie’s Half Of A Yellow Sun. I had read another book by her, The Thing Around Your Neck which my lovely sister, Kemi reviewed here but I did not expect what … More Through Chimamanda Adichie I saw a side of the rising sun
If you ever read Sidney Sheldon then this book is right up your alley. Lots of conspiracies between characters for one common goal can be found in this book, of course one party has to get greedy and sell the other one out. … More FREEDOM BY OCTOBER BY ADEOYE ADETOBA
Sometime in November 2017 I suddenly fell ill. I thought it would be the usual bout of malaria that lasts three days, the type that would allow me go to work while on treatment. Turned out that this malaria had it in for me. I ended up spending a full week at home with a … More DOES YOUR MOOD DETERMINE YOUR BOOK CHOICE?
No sponge is big enough to take in all that came out that night when words spewed from you and formed like spittle around your mouth. I scrambled to pick them up so I would build a house of doubt for you to see and tap you on the shoulder to say this is not … More SPONGEBOB SQUAREHEART
You’ll know everything good will come In time When you sight half of the yellow sun You’ll turn to your daughter whose eyes are freshly washed with tears You’ll murmur “weep not,child” Weep not. Yes, good should come out of this The memories of a decade of mourning Will rush to shore like angry waves … More You’ll Know Everything Good Will Come
You never really know the true meaning of love until someone hurts you and makes you see hatred then you can appreciate love, exude it and proclaim that you have arrived at its peak. That is my summation of Corrie Ten Boom’s account of the Holocaust. She was not a jew, she was Dutch but … More BOOK REVIEW-THE HIDING PLACE BY CORRIE TEN BOOM
She will pick memories with pluck Like a hand reaches for ripe mangoes From a laden tree She will pluck memories From the pillows where they Held promises in clasped hands She will swallow memories whole Sweet ones Memories from borrowed times She will seek for scented memories Buried in forgotten articles … More SHE WILL PICK MEMORIES
I’ll remember you in sweet gestures and stolen kisses warm hugs and bright smiles i’ll remember you when rain showers fall gently on broken shoulders and tap at my memory saying the storm will not last I’ll remember you in curved lines of selfish embraces silly comments thrown carelessly on funny days i’ll remember your … More I’ll remember you (1)
This war is against self It’s self inflicted Self imposed Self experienced A lonesome war This war is haunted by a thousand Blows of disappointment Many years of rejection And lack This war is inside of you Your Good nudged aside by the bad Terrible past This war is owned It’s yours You own … More THIS WAR IS AGAINST SELF
No, I’m not talking about food guys. Though I do like to have second helpings of beans and plantain (my ‘bestest’ food in the whole wide world) and jollof rice (cooked Nigerian style). But no, this is not a food blog. I am talking about second helpings of books people! Has anyone ever felt like … More Second Helpings Anyone?
I have a book stacking problem, maybe someone out there can help me? … More Where do you keep your books?
Death to good byes He was never good at good byes By and by she had observed The first good bye after they tied the knot: He had hurried off without a backward glance His mind already miles away 1000 dollars in his pocket and Bills looming in his future He had no time for … More DEATH TO GOOD BYES