Birthdays are for celebrating
and famzing beautiful people, like the world renowned, award winning Nigerian author of Half of A Yellow Sun that one was in the same room with for 10 days straight, soaking up as much creative juices as one could.
To this special lady who taught me to be unapologetic for my sometimes brazen writing voice, and that showing is so much better than telling in creative writing, I wish you much more than you could possibly wish yourself as a new year begins for you.
Happy birthday Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie.
From a grateful student,
In solidarity, bra burning and all.
*phew* I made it just in time.
You know how a new year usually starts in January? Well, mine started seven months after. As far as I’m concerned, everything else before August was prep for my real new year – ThePseudoGeek Shōten year (don’t ask).
I have also narrowed down three things I want to do/be known for and I have somehow tied them into one huge snowball effect. I should write them here so I have something to hold me to my promise but I don’t want to share just yet.
Of the many things I am grateful for, I am thrilled that just before my new year, I was shortlisted as one of the lucky 22 for the Farafina Trust Creative Writing Workshop and for 10 days in August, I met the most amazing participants and the awesomest of facilitators. Even now, almost a month after it ended, I still have that euphoric yet surreal feeling (more on that later). Good thing I have pictures to prove it all happened. You can see some here.
*shameless self promotion*
As a fall out from my writing workshop, I want to
obviously write more. And being someone who isn’t lacking in opinions about everything, especially stuff I have no business having an opinion on, that shouldn’t be so difficult (if I can only find the time). Maybe I’ll post some of the things I wrote at the workshop. Hmmm…we’ll see.
Happy New Year lovelies.
Peace, Love and Militant Feminism.