David Spiff III looked at his wristwatch again. He had done that eleven times in the last three hours, but no one was counting. He knew Rain was supposed to be in Port Harcourt because of the message she received from home about her mother. But since she didn’t have a phone, there was no way of confirming her exact location or when she’d be back in Yenagoa. When she called from the office to tell him that her boss…
Keynote lecture delivered at the National Convention of the Association of Nigerian Authors, Uyo, Akwa Ibom State, November 9, 2012. Protocols! When I first received the theme of this conference in a somber email from the soon-to-be-Dean, Faculty of Arts, University of Ibadan, I wondered what writerly demons took possession of my great friend, Professor Remi Raji, Richard Ali, Denja Abdulahi, D.M. Dzukogi, and other members of the National Executive of the Association of Nigerian Authors, and made them settle…
For some strange reason, a good number of persons ended their lives jumping off 3rd Mainland Bridge last year. For them, anything was better than being alive. I’m sure they weren’t the only ones that felt that way though, but attitude and perseverance matters. Me, I’ve purposed in my heart to begin the New Year on a positive note, why wouldn’t I? I am alive. At the start of 2017, there was no way of knowing how the old year…