The Girl That Taught Me Love
kneel before her feet, behold her face/ and confess that it glitters/ tell her the moon steals from her brightness.
"One thing I have learnt about trying to write fiction is to live with rejection" - Lynsey Ebony Chutel
Writing in South Africa, it sometimes feels impossible to escape race
"I think of the story for a while, and I sit down and write it all at once"
Howard Meh-Buh Maximus on getting shortlisted for the 2022 Afritondo Short Story Prize and his writing career
You can tell amazing speculative stories while staying true to the world you live in - Somto Ihezue
Somto speaks about his writing and his shortlisted speculative fiction, A Girl is Blood, Spirit, & Fire, in this interview with Muna.
On writing: "There are no rules" — Sabah Carrim
There are no rules, only conventions about what is good writing
Video: The 2022 Shortlist advice to new and aspiring writers
Our stories are worthy of being told
“A thought-provoking novel on familial expectations of love and loyalty,” a review of Faith, a novel by Itoro Bassey
This book blends the fabrics of living the American dream, African (Ibibio) spirituality, and modern Nigerian reality to create a novel that captivates and leaves a lasting impression long after the final page.
How to be an ogbanje
Before you were born, your mother had had three miscarriages and two dead children: one was a stillbirth and the other lived for only one year.
Death Needs No Accomplice
When she left my house that Sunday, smiling and dressed in my favourite white dress, my strawberry lipgloss shining on her lips, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, a beaded purse dangling at her shoulder, I hugged her and told her to be back before six.
Fire is for silence
You curl up on the bed trying hard to shut out the memory. When you close your eyes, you still see him glaring at you with bloodshot eyes; you can even perceive the marijuana stench that he wears like perfume.
The shot that shook the nation: Revisiting the 1966 Nigerian coup d'état
On the surface, the coup looks like an Igbo plot: almost all its leading plotters were Igbo or Igbo-speaking, almost all its victims were non-Igbo, and Ironsi, who crushed it and became head of state, was Igbo.
Mama’s Body
There was only so much time before everyone else knew what she knew about bodies: they hide nothing and betray everything.
Forget Me Not
Your dermatologist, Dr Patik, says it’d get better, but there is really no cure. You’re a wilting tree.
All of Our Hope
He cooed over our newborn and gently stroked his cheek, smiling in unabashed adoration.
The Birth and Growth of Pidgin English in West Africa
Pidgin English as a lingua franca in West Africa has united people, creating a bond that transcends borders.
The Secret Place
You pushed the doctor into the waters of desire and made him drown in it. What is it about sorrow that makes humans just want to do sensual things?
Prague, Czechoslovakia
Once you were my beloved. I swam/in rivers, then oceans, then not at all