by Uloma Emenyonu Letters: I miss the days of writing letters. Those days you had to write your friend or loved one, it would take weeks to get to the person; sometimes they were never even delivered. The funniest one was if you had to write your friend or loved one who lived in the US or UK, that took about 3 months or so, and then before you received the person’s reply, it would be another 3 months. If you were in the boarding house like me,

Written by Myne Whitman, and Published by Saraba Online Magazine, Issue 7. Link: http://sarabamag.com/featured/saraba-7/ "Myne Whitman tells the pros and cons of self-publishing, social networking, and all their in-betweens."...EI It was August 2009. I had decided to start writing full time a few months earlier. I had joined a writing group and somebody suggested blogging. Since then, my blog has proved indispensable. I had started by sharing my

Recently, I got a short word from EI of Saraba, and I was glad to read the name of a freind of mine, Myne Whitman. Below is what he said to me. EI: Saraba, an electronic literary magazine is in its 7th Issue. In these issues, we have exlpored themes as diverse as Family, City Life, Economy, Niger Delta, Religion/God, and Technology. Our goal, from the onset, has been to encourage young emerging writers - although our contributors have ranged

Now, let me say this. I need to talk, because I am part of the birth of this great thing that is about to happen to the history of Nollywood. People may think we’re kidding, but they’ll all be here when it will happen. Some of us have been with the crowd, watching series of movies produced by various producers in Nollywood, and we have been quiet about them. We have been with the viewers, so we know what they feel about this industry that has been

There are some stories, written and yet to be written, that naturally respect gender. Such stories, when told by the appropriate gender, taste like Prawns picked from the barbeque stand and placed on a dinner plate beside some fries. One of such stories is Adaobi Tricia Nwaubani’s I Do Not Come To You By Chance, published under the house of Cassava Republic. If I was allowed to talk, I would have seeded such a story to the male gender, hoping to

By Nkechi Eze Today, we review Onaedo: The Blacksmith’s Daughter, a new book from author – Ngozi Achebe. Ngozi Achebe was raised in Nigeria and also spent time in England, where she was born. Her interest in 15th and 16th century history was the catalyst for writing Onaedo – The Blacksmith’s Daughter which is her debut novel. She currently lives in Olympia, Washington with her children Jennifer and Nnamdi and is a practicing physician. In

Review – Gerard Aluka’s “Broken Club.”By Richard U. AliThe engagement of political themes by Nigerian writers puts them in a peculiar situation. This situation, often untenable, is between the avoidance of clichéd stereotype in writing and the need to express social reality with words, whether to express and let be or to express and prescribe. Yet, the political terrain is such that it has produced the most fantastic characters most of who, in their

Eddy tried to push you out of his office. When his hands reached your chest you found it hard to swallow. In that instance your mouth clasped. Everything ran out, away from your mind. It was hard for anyone to accept. For what?Madam was the first to rush into the office. She was screaming. No sir. No sir. If she put herself in-between you she would be ruffled.Rogers came in. With the table that had tripped you to the floor, he kept your fists apart.