March was something of a bland month. I don’t know what it is, a lot of activities happened in March yet I can’t seem to point to one thing that makes the month stand out. What’s up with that?
Despite that I feel some type of way about March, there are a number of things I should be happy about. For one, I started my exercise regimen again… I don’t think I mentioned it here before, but I am a Pilates gal. I stopped exercising regularly a while back and even though I hated how weak I got, I just couldn’t get myself to start again. Until now. So, yay for that. Lol.
I also found my way to a library in March, and while African Literature collection needs to be updated pronto! I came across a pretty sweet collection of the African Writers Series. There are no pictures, ‘cos my phone camera sucks, you’ll just have to take my word for it. I got to read Chinua Achebe’s A Man Of The People, which showed me a sexy side to Achebe. Who knew?! Definitely not me. I have gotten used to him as a wise old man, it was surprising to read the proof that he was once as young as I am. And the story is so timeless as well, it feels like little has changed even after so much time. I would like to write a review but Chinua Achebe intimidates me.
I found a copy of The Education Of A British-Protected Child in Lagos, set out like it was waiting for me. You can imagine how excited I got. This is the second essay collection by Chinua Achebe I’ll read, the first being Hopes And Impediments, and it has to be one of the best out there, though it will take me several years to know that for a fact. I want to review these books, but every time I go to do it, I just can’t find the words. Maybe, I need to go take writing lessons. Sigh!
Anyways, Chinua Achebe didn’t offer all the good books in March, Leye Adenle’s Easy Motion Tourist was a phenomenal read. I started with the intention to read only 30 pages and by the time I came up for air, I was halfway through the thing. There will be a review on the blog this week, so help me God!
I read a couple of “Classic” books this month. I guess the classification depends on where you are standing. Personally, I feel Memoirs Of A Geisha should have come with a disclaimer about how you’ll never be able to get back the time wasted on it. You know, like the Jerry Springer Show. No matter how I look at it, the fact that I read a 500+ page book basically about a girl spending her life obsessing about some old guy really pisses me off.
I also read Frankenstein, and all I have to say is Victor got exactly what he deserves. What an Idiot!!
Reviews and so on…
We managed to churn out a few reviews this month, if you missed any, feel free to catch up below:
- The Slave Girl by Buchi Emecheta
- The Night Dancer by Chika Unigwe
- My Mind Is No Longer by Nze-Sylva Ifedigbo
- Bookhub The Event Review
I also had a little get to know you interview with the lovely Aisha Yusuf, she has written even more consistently than I am these days. All while going to school and taking sweet pictures for her IG feed. You can read her interview here.
You may not have noticed, but I’m hoping you have, that I have changed themes like a girl who can’t decide what to wear on a date. In a way, that’s what I am. However, I have found the perfect fit… I think. There may still be some changes in the future but nothing so drastic as a completely new theme. Many WordPress tutorials warn you against constantly changing your theme, I don’t know why, what I know is you stayed with me through it; So, thank you all for your patience. 🙂
Do you like the new look by the way? Please be gentle, it’s not finished yet. Lol.