Writing about not writing is the ultimate flex for a writer.
Category Archives: Creative Nonfiction
A Friend Like No Other
Do you remember the printing shop we frequented during our uni days? That tiny shop that held so much banter and laughter.
Saved By The Book
Growing up I loved to read. I didn’t read because books were shoved in my face, in fact, reading a novel was my mom’s greatest worry.
Pari Passu
What is life without love
Hotel Escapades
I never realised until recently how much I hate hotels
Vanessa on Grey Matters
In the early hours of the day, when the hesitant moon refuses to make way for the sun, we are one
Woman On Fire
Females, from the day we are born till when we die, there’s never rest for us from society and the people we call family.
Cry Me A Cyrano
When I was a little girl, I heard the story of Cyrano and Roxane and at that age my heart bled for them, for lost opportunities, for doubts, but most of all, for him.
Nigeria
Her name was Nigeria
The Cop We Deserve: Eve Dallas
(Previously published as My Cop on Naijastories) My cop.Words can’t describe what she is, who she is.I tried and I just got lost.So here’s what I managed to put down;
Brazen with Vanessa 