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I am an avid journal writer and my collection of “works” goes back to when I was 13. Keeping in mind that I will be 39 this year you can imagine how much incriminating material that is. And while so much has changed, so much has not. I am still short. I still hate injustice and corruption. I still have insane crushes and I am rendered positively mute when I meet an attractive man I am still loud and this is in fact seems to have got worse! I still love more than I hate… Continue reading →
The first time I ever wrote an article I wanted to earn money from it. I thought I was so good. I wanted to send it to someone and get hired on the spot I was 18, I think, so pardon my naiveté. I wanted to be a feature writer in the Saturday magazine like Oyunga Pala. (As much as most people think he’s a chauvinist pig, he reeks pure genius in my books. You know how hard it is to have a steady column for around ten years on the same topic every Saturday… Continue reading →