I was in the passenger seat, waiting defiantly for her to insist for the third time that I should strap in my seat belt. I dislike anything that restrains me- be it promises or marriages or seatbelts. Then she turned the nose of the Cami to the left at the OiLibya Gas Station. And here […]> Read on
When the announcement was made for last year’s Caine Prize nominations, it was explicit about ‘looking for the next NoViolet Bulawayo.’ Bulawayo won the prize in 2011 for her short story Hitting Budapest, which is the opening chapter for her Man Booker-shortlisted debut novel We Need New Names. In the announcement, her achievement was termed […]> Read on
I was with Mukundi and deMaitha on Tom Mboya Street when I saw it. I have no idea how, given the jostling of pregnant women, dodging giant handbags and shaking off the street kids tugging at my hand. It was a miracle I saw the book. There on the vendor’s stand, lying majestically on top of […]> Read on
‘Blood speaks,’ the matriarch Bweeza tells her brother Kanani Kintu, reflecting on his futile attempts to break away from family bonds and the past. As each of the characters in Makumbi’s novel seek out or run away from their past, they become fortified in their (hi)stories. In doing so, Kintu examines the importance of story […]> Read on
When it begins, it is stupid most of the time. It could be over a bottle of Coke at Wambugus Grove. It could be in a matatu, in class or in Club RnB where broke college kids try to steal your drink, and your squeeze. Or it could be through a cheesy comment on Facebook […]> Read on
In the acknowledgements for her debut novel, Dust, Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor, concludes by saying: “Finally, thank you Kenya – my canvas, haunting, rage, passion, song, impulse, yearning love, frustration and inspiration, and your fierce, fun and fascinating peoples, who laugh at themselves, and muddle hard towards a goal they ache for. To “disappeared” Kenyans, the […]> Read on
When this Americanah book first came out to glowing reviews and recommendations all over, I did not read it. I did not want to be disappointed, because no one has the guts to criticize Africa’s most celebrated author at the moment. When you have high expectations for a book, you set yourself up for disappointment. […]> Read on
Available on theMagunga Bookstore I was running late for this poetry shindig that I had helped put together. I had told them to start without me, but I was on the way. Somewhere in between KenCom and Latema Road; in between street children following you with hollow, hungry eyes, some clutching onto your hand demanding […]> Read on
There was a time in history when I was four. When I had not fully shed away the innocence of childhood. I was without blemish, and if Jesus had come back then, there is a fair chance that I would lead the way to the glorious lands of milk and honey. At that time and […]> Read on
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