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writer. Debut Essay Collection: “Exodus” 2027 (by Cavan Kerry Press)
Anyway, I had an essay on a concept I describe as "The False Crisis of African Literary Engagement," on @OlongoAfrica, a week or so ago. It got the folks on Facebook talking. The essay was also my chance to engage with Teju Cole's last novel "Tremor" olongoafrica.com/the-false-cris…
Rained all night in this city and yet, it is so disgusting out. Both humidity and heat levels feels dangerous.
You people have looked down on the arts so much that you can’t see how criticism is important. People who studied English, Literature, and other courses, are trained in criticism, for some literary criticism. For you to say a story isn’t important to criticism is laughable 😂
This has been the question for decades. I don't expect it to be answered today. We have infantilized and praised ourselves for effort for too long that criticism when it comes can only be described as badbelle.
Chai! God forbid o. How we wan take grow industry if we keep deceiving ourselves.
Newcastle players playing with an unnecessary intensity in this game. You will think they are playing well with how rough they are playing but they are not.
ah, @lolwe_ has published 400 writers. it’s not easy and it’s not perfect but i am proud of what we have built. proud of all the talented writers and their brilliant work! grateful to everyone who has ever worked on the lolwe team. 🙏🏿❤️✨
I really hate engaging in Nigerian political discourse. It’s cyclical, tiring, filled with intellectually dishonest people who see everything as a game of sorts. Worst of all no ambition for anything at both individual and collective levels.
Being a Man by Adeola Opeyemi | Munyori Literary Journal munyori.org/writivism-2015…
[The] discourse of alienation insists that contemporary African fiction, especially that produced by diasporic writers, suffers from a dangerous worldliness, one that separates it from African realities and responsibilities. -Tolu Daniel olongoafrica.com/the-false-cris…
African literature will not be saved by big books but by radical honesty in every space. That is missing. The silence in what is going wrong in Africa, the outright enabling of oppressions. We are descending into a damning deep. See the truth. Or don't. Who cares? They don't.
Off to play some badminton with my faves this morning while listening to some Laufey. I have worked myself to exhaustion this summer. I better start planning that break before I break into something. Fall semester resumption is imminent.