Monday, May 24, 2010

Books

As a child, when I was reading my Mother would tell her friends look at my little writer when he grows up he will be the Wole Soyinka of his generation and I would look up and smile and she would pat my head. Last week while we were having one of our once in a month breakfast at The Hilton and I was stuffing my face with as muck bacon I could take she said to me in her best nonchalant voice when are you going to start writing heh!!!!!!!!! is it until your eyese are weary and your mind dry that you will pen your first novel? I answered I am trying but it takes time to come up with a good idea and an equally good story

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