Showtime went ahead and made a series called Homeland, which is really about a crazy blonde CIA woman who believes she’s the one to save America from the grasp of terrorism. At first I admired her for the work rate, for her dedication to the job of pinning down the terrorist. But then she forgot to take her pills one morning and all hell broke loose. Read More »
I first met Waridi during the Masterclass I was telling you about. Quiet girl, Waridi. She had red hair, braids, I think, and a red sweater. I don’t remember. We talked a bit then I asked her about her blog. And she said, picturethis.co.ke
“You’re kidding. You know that’s my tagline?” I asked.
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Friends, he’s here. Ephantus finally sent his first story. We won’t rebuke the man for not showing up two weeks ago, right? To tell you the truth I had almost given up on him, at some point I became mean to him. After asking for the piece a third time, via text, he said he’s struggling with the writing. You know what I replied back? “Join the band wagon.” But I felt sorry for him later and told him to take his time. Thursday night he sent it. And what a time, I had nothing to post.
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I wasnt here last week. I made a commitment I know but things happen, and as you read this I’m knocking on a tall girl’s door. But more on that later. Now I hand over the mothership’s keys to our usual guest; Mwaniki Nyaga. He wrote this piece amid a short notice and sent it to me on sato. He always forgets to capitalize, this lad. But I like him, he says things. He titled this one: Of Ice And Heat Waves. I’ll be back next week friends.
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Two things. I have exams running this week and the next. Plus there was a ghost comment on that previous story, that it had no legs. So I went through it again, and found it to be so, bollocks if you ask me. I think my juices don’t pour well(again). It’s getting embarrassing.
So I hit up our usual guest, Bwana Mwaniki Nyaga to save me.Read More »
I’m going to make this intro really short. This week I had no story. I’m in the middle of a block that’s been chewing on my ass the whole week. So I hit up Mwaniki, remember him? He wrote this one here. Mwaniki is your typical closeted writer, I asked him if he could get me 800 words by Friday morning and on Thursday he sent in a little over a thousand. Friends, here is Mwaniki…Read More »