Stories
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UCHi Kenya
The thing with starting a new project for any artist (read writer) is the numerous questions of whether it’ll kick off or not. The Kenyans series started off pretty easy with familiar content for you my readers in the first two posts. However, the whole idea of a Kenyans series is to feature Kenyans right? So here I am today taking a leap of faith after an interview with an amazing group of ladies, UCHi Kenya. The last time I interviewed someone was about 5 years ago for a journalism club magazine for school. Now real life is here! With all the hope of establishing this blog as a brand.…
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Hair affair.
Dedan is looking away because he is mad at me. He simply can’t take in the betrayal as I cross the street in the CBD to go do my hair. I can almost hear him say, “I didn’t fight for independence for you to put their things on your head. I did not live in the forest for you to be so weak and confirm to their ways Glynis.” Then he would look down and an ugly crease would form on his face. “You are not Glynis, who lied to you and made you think you’re Scottish? You are Wanjiku, you don’t even use that name! What has become of…
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Shoot your shot
Guys! You’ve been missed! So now that the year is coming to an end we all have an opportunity to try our luck one more time before we move to new year new me, no more fake friends and toxic people, resolutions 2018 and all that yadda yadda, plus the meme of the lady who walks up the stairs leaving the very same things she did the previous year. Anyway, recently on my Instagram I asked you guys to vote on whether you’d buy a book by a Kenyan author and you said yes. My girl wrote one (hey Krystin!) and went on twitter and tagged all her favorite international…
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Being a writer.
Someone asked me why I haven’t been consistent in writing. I am in awe of such amazing people who look out for my posts. They make you want to get on that computer and type away. But I’ll give an answer because courtesy demands it. And my mother raised me right. Over the years I have been obsessed about how words can offer such unlimited freedom. How as a dancer they would live through their steps and music, as a writer all you have is the alphabet. And I wrote and wrote and wrote some more. Only to realise I was stagnating and revolving around the same theme of love.…
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An unfinished story.
She sat there, as the sun graciously bid her goodbye ready taking it’s leave. But she wasn’t, she looked on to see if any more canoes were out in the very calm and still waters. Waiting to see if she could at least spot her torn, purple scarf lead the way of her favorite two seated canoe. She still didn’t understand how she let him have it. … Everyday once she was done with…
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Phone struggles
So my third phone in less than two years is gone… gone into the afterlife of dead phones. I wonder if they have a heaven and a hell. If they do…if they do…all mine may just go to heaven, even if they caused me so much pain i still wish them well. I’ve been through all these phones people criticize from tecno to infinix and one you’ve probably not had enough time to attack yet called Innjoo… and their tag line is …be you… Be you??? Be you??? Well urrmm i really don’t know how a phone was to help me you know…be me… but oh well… i’ll let it…
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Jav Chronicles
This week has been quite interesting for me,but be warned i don’t think I am humanly capable of this considering my story telling_joke giving capacity is beyond zero, way beyond… Am those people who will see a meme on Instagram and if i explain it to you it’ll be like a whole lot of a calculus sum😢. But why not try?😜 In my opinion Jav’s will always have the most drama in this life, the stories people tell you are just too creepy. This week was just too weird😂😂😂 I met people who don’t care whether they know you or not they just pour out their day on you. So I…
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New Year’s Eve
Its approximately one hour three minutes to new years eve and after all my attempts to write this post i ended up saving all my ideas in draft files. This is sad, because much as i don’t want to admit, i’m having a writer’s block, which is allowed. Only this time i have so many ideas at the back of my head but i can’t seem to put them down in perfect symphony. So we’ll just end the year on a light note with a post i haven’t quite figured the title for. So today i met someone who was very blunt with me and they said that if only…
