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 […]
August was a great month for my blog ( 100+ WordPress followers, Yay!!!) and reading. I read 10 books in August, more than i anticipated and the best part is i didn’t read one terrible book. Sure, there were a couple that i could have done without but they weren’t so bad to be a waste of my time. I also bought a LOT of books in August, to the detriment of new shoes even but i have no regrets. I would like to say that i’ll be reading strictly from this list but that is not possible. There are just so […]
There Was A Country: A personal history of Biafra by Chinua Achebe Published by: Allen Lane – The Penguin Group Year of Publication: 2012 Genre: Non-Fiction; Memoir Pages: 319 Source: Bought Publisher’s Summary The defining experience of Chinua Achebe’s life was the Nigerian civil war, also known as the Biafran War. For more than forty years Achebe was silent on those terrible years, until he produced this towering reckoning with one of modern Africa’s most fateful events. A marriage of history, remembrance, poetry and vivid first-hand observation, There Was a Country is a work of wisdom and compassion from one of the great voices of […]
Read my impressions of the first chapter of the novel ‘Things Fall Apart” by Chinua Achebe
Five books, so little time. I can’t seem to decide what to read for my blog this week. MY OPTIONS: The King’s Rifle by Biyi Bandele It’s winter 1944 and the Second World War is entering its most crucial state. A few months ago fourteen-year-old Ali Banana was a blacksmith’s apprentice in his rural hometown in West Africa; now he’s trekking through the Burmese jungle. Led by the unforgettably charismatic Sergeant Damisa, the unit has been given orders to go behind enemy lines and wreak havoc. But Japanese snipers lurk behind every tree—and even if the unit manages to escape, infection […]
“Looking at a king’s mouth,” said an old man, “one would think he never sucked at his mother’s breast.” He was talking about Okonkwo, who had risen so suddenly from great poverty and misfortune to be one of the lords of the clan. The old man bore no ill will towards Okonkwo. Indeed he respected him for his industry and success. But he was struck, as most people were, by Okonkwo’s brusqueness in dealing with less successful men.