Hi there! 2023 is almost over, and I hope it’s been a good year for you. For me, it was a challenging year writing wise. Nevertheless, I do have some wins that are worth celebrating! I started a newsletter, a writing club, and served the editing association in my province as a managing editor. Also, my story, “TheContinue reading I wrote a book for you, and it’s free!
I’m cleaning out the cobwebs here. I’m cleaning them out with this story that’s been nudging my mind. I’m not sure where it’s going yet, but here’s a draft for your reading pleasure. Enjoy and please leave a comment! If you’re not already, follow me on Instagram and Facebook, I might be doing this often.Continue reading Story, story…
This is a guest post from a StoryCrafting Alumni, Rachael Onuigbo. I run through the hospital. Everything is moving too slow and too fast at once. I run, the room numbers blurring. 201…202…203…204 and then finally, 205. Doctors are outside the room. A doctor moves out of the group when he sees me running towardsContinue reading Loss
Hi there, this is a guest post by Bunmi Dayo-Ayeni and Chukwu Obumneme. It’s a story about oppression and helplessness, and I particularly like it because to me it’s reminiscent of the happenings in our country. Please share your thoughts about it in the comments. P.S: A new series will begin soon, don’t despair! Continue reading Who Will Bell The Cat?
This story for every woman who is struggling for her children, help is coming. When Veronica woke up on cold, cloudy, morning, she had no idea how she would feed her children. It had been months since her husband, Ben, had left her and their three children without warning. She sat up on theContinue reading Showers of Blessing
Hello there! You voted Picture 1 and here is the story as promised. Thank you for participating in our #PicstoryGame! If you’re unaware of what this is all about please see this. And please like my Facebook page!🙏 Enjoy!
Deborah was filing her nails when the door swung open. She took one look at the woman and her child and set down the nail file slowly. The woman looked around the children’s shop and smiled excitedly, then she scratched her chubby cheeks with her long dirty nails.