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harry opened his inbox and read the mesage “Catherine caught me seeing Jenifer off .I lied to her she is your sister.cooperate” it was KIngsley his roomate. KINgsley was a womaniser. he has been caught again in his affairs and has wanted harry to assist in covering him up. This was not the first time. … Continue reading betrayal → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2hAKLum

Recommended Reading: Nobel laureate  J.M. Coetzee on  the novel  Zama   by  Antonio di Benedetto . The post “What they are, what they should be” appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2hActHt

Episode 25 Fola I stood there wondering what that noise could be, it can’t be Brenda ‘cos she’s tied to chair so it has to be something else. I stood there thinking when Nancy asked, “Why… did…. They…. Run…. Up…….the… stairs?” My eyes focused on her, then I shrugged, looked at Ada, she shrugged too, … Continue reading Fola: episode 25. → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2ip5FON

Yes,  I can now say that 2016 was fantastic, I read 21 books!  At least I did better than last year, I read a book more. What about you? have you read any book mentioned above? How was your reading experience in 2016? Please tell us, or post link to your review. Wishing you a prosperous reading in 2017. Please click on image to read review. Review on Disgrace coming soon. :-) from Mary Okeke Reviews http://ift.tt/2ioIRyT

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! Photo courtesy of the author. My week with the late Howard Marks, drug smuggler and author.   In June 1995, on a magazine assignment that never came to fruition, I flew to Palma, Majorca, to spend a week with Howard Marks. He was just out of prison then, having served seven of a twenty-five year sentence on Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations charges at the federal penitentiary in Terre Haute, Indiana. Howard’s backstory was well known in the UK, but less so in the U.S., despite a Frontline documentary on his worldwide marijuana smuggling. As a young working-class Welsh philosophy student at Oxford, Howard had started out as a small-time dealer and, in his smart, amiable way, worked his way up the ladder to become a bona-fide drug kingpin, a Robin Hood to stoners across the British Isles. “ Mr. Nice ,” as one of his aliases had it, dealt only in soft drugs; today

“Romance heroines hold jobs. They teach, farm, practice law, work independently as private detectives, or they are involved in the arts, in dance, in theater. They are mothers, ex-wives, Marines. They take up causes and they always want something ‘more’ from their lives—and we aren’t just talking about a partner. In today’s romance, the relationship is part of—and often, a catalyst for—a woman’s journey, not her destination.” On the value of romance fiction . The post More Than Light appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2hDdzoY

The burial was finally over. Its bedtime.i had taken my 7yr old son , to ease herself so she wouldnt wet the bed.That had become a daily routine. He lay down to sleep afterwards after wishing me goodnight.i made my way to go to my own room when i heard a voice behind me. ‘Daddy,i … Continue reading Fear of Death → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2iOQDRy

EPISODE 3 I suddenly felt a strong pain on my shoulder, I swiftly got out of my slumber as soon as my eyes pictured my madam standing in front of me. “Darlington! What’s the meaning of all this rubbish?” she quarried in anger. How would also react meeting your shop in ajar and your sales … Continue reading How I Got Sacked (3) → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2iNLbyi

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! Still from Lawrence of Arabia . A brief history of chairs.   There is a pivotal early scene in David Lean’s film Lawrence of Arabia in which T. E. Lawrence and his superior, Colonel Brighton, visit the desert encampment of Prince Faisal, a leader of the Arab Revolt. The royal tent is spartan yet luxurious, patterned woven cloths hang from the low ceiling, a large brass samovar gleams in the candlelight, the ground is covered with a rich carpet. There is no furniture; the men sit on the carpet. Brighton, in his tailored uniform, polished Sam Browne belt, and riding boots, looks distinctly ill at ease with his legs awkwardly stretched out in front of him. Lawrence, a lieutenant and less formally dressed, appears slightly more comfortable, with his legs folded to one side. The prince, attired in a dark robe and a white ghutrah , reclines on a pile of sheepskins, while his coll

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! Charles Landseer, 1813. Wellcome Library, London. In the exchange below, J. D. Daniels and Mike Nagel discuss Didier Anzieu’s   The Skin-Ego ,  available in a new translation by Naomi Segal.  Anzieu (1923–99) was a French psychoanalyst and theorist whose work brought the body back to the center of psychoanalytic inquiry;  The Skin-Ego , first published in the mideighties,   found him meditating on the function and structures of the skin as a “psychic envelope.”  Naomi Segal is a professor of modern languages, specializing in comparative literary and cultural studies, gender, psychoanalysis and the body.   Dear Mike, I just got back from New Orleans, where my friend Nicky told me his theory of swamp karma. Anything you drop down here will sprout, he said, whether it’s a seed from a plant or a deed you sow. This land is fertile and karma is quick. If you do good, you get goo

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! Painting by Lucien Rudaux, ca. 1920–30. In Brushes with Greatness , Naomi Fry writes about her relatively marginal encounters with celebrities.   In Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain’s oral history of punk, Please Kill Me , the ’70s LA groupie Sable Starr recounts the excitement she felt the first time she slept with David Bowie: Upstairs at the Rainbow they have just like one table. Me and David were sitting there, with a couple of other people. And to have all your friends look up and see you—that was cool. That was really cool … Back in the hotel we were sitting around. I had to go to the bathroom, and David came in and he had a cigarette in his hand and a glass of wine. And he started kissing me—and I couldn’t believe it was happening to me, because there had been Roxy Music and J. Geils, but David Bowie was the first heavy. So we went to the bedroom and fucked for hours,

‘this is it!…this is finally it!…’ I thought to myself as i stepped into the huge company…everyone made way for me as i walked to my newly acquired office…I felt like a bride walking down the aisle… everyone’s eyes and attention on me. I was almost at the door…continued walking and enjoying everyone’s admiring gaze … Continue reading LIFE OF A NIGERIAN WRITER {chapter 1} → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2iy6816

It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.                           – W.T. Ellis The past few months had been hard for Gideon Ayomide, he had cooked his home cold. He made the house so boiled that it agreed with the … Continue reading WHAT YOU WISH FOR or something like that → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2hAtW5T

DINDY THE LONE WOLF THE REAL LIFE STORY OF DINDY’S LOVE LIFE STORY BY DINDY Please do not share without talking to me personally and asking for permission, thank you for reading this story. THIS STORY IS A ONE EPISODE STORY WARNING; THIS STORY MIGHT MAKE YOU FEEL PAIN, SORROW, ANGER, PITY AND MIGHT MAKE … Continue reading Dindy The Lone Wolf → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2iy8HjF

“The female writers whose work has most recently come in for enthusiastic appraisal are by no means a homogeneous group; their influences, preoccupations and style vary wildly.” The Guardian profiles six women authors – Beryl Bainbridge , Anita Brookner , Angela Carter , Jenny Diski , Elizabeth Jane Howard , and Molly Keane – whose posthumous legacies continue to grow.  Alix Hawley wrote a fantastic tribute to Brookner here earlier this year, noting, “[n]obody does depression quite so elegantly.” The post Posthumous Praise appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2hTWWmH

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! John Singer Sargent, A Street in Venice , oil on canvas. Reimagining the aimlessly wandering woman.   I. I started noticing the ads in the magazines I read. Here is a woman in an asymmetrical black swimsuit, a semitransparent palm tree superimposed on her head, a pink pole behind her. Here is a woman lying down, miraculously balanced on some kind of balustrade, in a white button-down, khaki skirt, and sandals, the same dynamic play of light and palm trees and buildings around her. In the top-right corner, the words Dans l’oeil du flâneur —“in the eye of the flâneur”—and beneath, the Hermès logo. The flâneur though whose “eye” we’re seeing seems to live in Miami. Not a well-known walking city, but why not—surely flânerie needn’t be confined to melancholic European capitals. The theme was set by Hermès’s artistic director, Pierre-Alexis Dumas. While the media coverage of the

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! From the cover of Destruction and Sorrow Beneath the Heavens . There is nothing more hopeless in this world than the so-called Southwestern Regional Bus Station in Nanjing on May 5, 2002, shortly before seven o’clock in the drizzling rain and the unappeasable icy wind, as, in the vast chaos of the buses departing from the bays of this station, a regional bus, starting from the No. 5 bus stop, slowly ploughs onward—among the other buses and the puddles and the bewildered crowd of wretched, stinking, grimy people—up to the vortex of the street, then sets off into the wretched, stinking, grimy streets; there is nothing more hopeless than these streets, than these interminable barracks on either side, numbed into their own provisional eternity, because there is no word for this hopeless color, for this slowly murderous variation of brown and gray, as it spreads over the city this

As the year winds down, it’s a great opportunity for readers to catch up on some of the most-read pieces from The Millions during the year. We’ll divide the most popular posts on The Millions into two categories, beginning with the 20 most popular pieces published on the site in 2016. 1. Our pair of Most Anticipated posts were popular among readers looking for something new to read. We also ran not one but two non-fiction previews . Our 2017 book preview is coming soon. 2. An Invitation to Hesitate: John Hersey’s ‘Hiroshima’ at 70 : Christian Kriticos brought our attention to the 70th anniversary of a watershed moment in 20th-century journalism, the New Yorker’s devotion of an entire issue to John Hersey’s powerful recounting of what happened in Hiroshima on the day the bomb fell. “In our current age, in which every refresh of the Web browser brings a new story of tragedy, to be forgotten as quickly as it appeared, it seems that ‘Hiroshima’ is as relevant as ever.” 3. Dear

The New York Times reports that actress Carrie Fisher ‘s books have risen to the top of Amazon’s bestseller lists following news of her death. Fisher penned the memoirs Wishful Drinking , Shockaholic , and The Princess Diarist , which just came out last month, as well as several novels, including the book-made-movie  Postcards from the Edge . Our own Lydia Kiesling included  Postcards on a reading list for her short-lived celebrity book club a few years back. The post Books As Balm appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2ie4QKE

“He represents a failure of empiricism — an unreliability arising not from the absence of rationality, but from the stubborn complexity of perception. This, I would argue, is precisely how the 2016 election went down.” In an article for  The Los Angeles Review of Books ,  Aaron R. Hanlon argues that Cervantes’ classic provides the perfect framework for understanding contemporary America, concluding that “ Don Quixote is such a player in US politics that he might as well run for office.” Our own  C. Max Magee read  Quixote  not long after founding the site, deeming it “essential to all who wish to understand ‘the novel’ as a literary form.” The post Tilting at Political Office appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2iJUdME

Tonia had sent me to text her her favorite meal as a prerequisite before i could take her out. i quickly typed afam and edikaikong soup with dog meat and hit the send button but the message refused the send. ‘Are you sure you wouldnt think that answer over? i think you are wrong.” my … Continue reading my smartphone my personal assistant → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2iK5ufY

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! A uniform for the Spokane Indians in Salish. The linguist discusses how technology shapes culture and culture shapes words.   The first time Sarah “Sally” Thomason and I spoke, she’d just completed her annual two-day, eighteen-hundred-mile drive from her home in Ann Arbor, Michigan, where she teaches, to rural northwestern Montana, where she spends her summers studying Montana Salish. For thirty-four years, Thomason has been assembling a dictionary of this Native American language, which is spoken fluently by fewer than forty people. Thomason, a linguist, is fascinated by what happens when one language meets another, and how those languages change, or don’t. I had contacted her because I was interested in how certain words—say, e-mail , or google , or tweet —had been exported worldwide by American-born technology. I’d already called several linguists, and they all said I

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! Grace under pressure. Photo: Jörg Bittner Unna. Erectile dysfunction and divorce in prerevolutionary France.   At face value, René de Cordouan was a lucky man: born into French nobility as the Marquis de Langey, rich without effort, pleasant to look at. By generic, century-spanning sort of standards he was a catch, as endearing to unwed Catholics of the early 1600s (those seeking a deep-pocketed partner with bucolic property to share) as to manicured women with manicured nails browsing EliteSingles.com. The actual minutiae of the Marquis de Langey’s appearance remains a mystery—the size of his feet, the straightness of teeth, the presence or absence of dimples—but one part of his anatomy was so meticulously discussed it secured him a minor place in European history. Inside the nobleman’s underpants, between his upper thighs, was an intromittent organ that would be leered at

ENAMI IMU (The Christmas Goat). by Akanbi Albert Afeso “….it is yuletide again, the time of year that wise men have decided to make the rest of us call Christmas…even though they know in their heart of hearts it is older than Bethlehem and Babylon….older than Memphis and mankind….”~afeso ******* For me, last year’s Christmas … Continue reading Enami Imu (Christmas Goat) → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2iJBTrl

On that cold night, In a dry, Dirty manger. A little boy was born, there was no beauty in His birth to behold. There was no comeliness to love Him. The stars felt it, The shepherds felt strange, The earth felt relieved, but the devil was scared, He knew a redeemer was here. He stirred … Continue reading A Child Is Born → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2htqM0D

Everyone stared intently at the Priest before the altar. He was becoming a bore. It was the mass before Christmas and Fr. Newborn was taking time too much than necessary; it was as though he didn’t realize the urgency with which the guys hoped to cause mayhem in the streets of Awka: the Anambra state … Continue reading Cold 2: Revelations → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2iJHuha

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! Listening to Steely Dan’s Gaucho .   1. The cover of Steely Dan’s 1975 LP Katy Lied shows an out-of-focus praying mantis floating amid bulbous plants. I used to stare at it as a kid, listening to the record in my dad’s leather reading chair and wondering who this “Steely” was. He sounded sort of like Bob Dylan, if Bob had just been defrosted out of a block of carbonite. (I was intensely devoted to The Empire Strikes Back , so carbonite was almost always on my mind.) Other Steely Dan records like Countdown to Ecstasy , Pretzel Logic , The Royal Scam , and Aja opened onto a strange and ominous world: double helixes in the sky, Haitian divorcées, the rise and fall of an LSD chef named Charlemagne, someone who drinks Scotch and then “dies behind the wheel.” The photo on the inside gatefold of the Greatest Hits showed two nasty-looking guys standing in what appeared to be a ho

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! Femme au Burrito , an 1875 painting by Auguste Renoir modified by Chili’s for a 2015 ad campaign with Buzzfeed. Image via Buzzfeed Finding a letter in a burrito.   I was somewhat delirious when I found the letter H in my burrito. I had two weeks to finish translating a difficult novel, and I was teaching at two different universities, one so far away it took three trains and two hours to get there. I was also writing a novel at night instead of sleeping. And now, here, in the burrito I’d bought for lunch, there appeared to be an uppercase H in nine-point font stuck to a piece of tomato. I brought the burrito closer to make sure I wasn’t simply reading too much into a pepper flake. But no, this was definitely a piece of paper with a tiny letter on it, part of a typewritten word. I unrolled the tortilla to see if there were more letters inside; maybe a piece of newspaper ha

Back in 2011, my cousin bought me a copy of Steve Jobs by Walter Isaacson for Christmas. The biography had been released a couple of months earlier, less than three weeks after Jobs’s death, and had become an immediate bestseller — one of those books that makes the transitional leap from the bookstore to the “impulse-buy” shelf by the supermarket checkout, and the kind of thing I snobbishly regard with suspicion while waiting to pay for my kale. I really had no notion as to why my cousin would choose to buy this particular book for me. I am not only something of a luddite, but am also a sworn enemy of Apple, the company which Jobs co-founded. During my teenage years, I spent most of my savings on an iPod Mini, only for the battery to die after 11 months. Although it was covered by a one-year warranty, when I made my claim they told me that for battery-related issues the warranty is a mere six months, and that the cost for one of their technicians to replace the battery would be alm

I’m Obinna a child of destiny, well maybe not so great a destiny. Right now my life is fizzling out, i feel life leaving my body with every minute. I’m part of the majority of the unfortunate Africans infected with this world dreaded virus call AIDS, my world almost fell apart the day i got … Continue reading Dark Rose → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2hyq1Z3

“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.” NPR reminds us of this great quote from Haruki Murakami before rounding up its five favorite books in translation for 2016, including Yoko Tawada ‘s Memoirs of a Polar Bear  (originally published in German) and The Clouds by Juan José Saer . And from our archives: translator Alison Anderson on “Ferrante Fever” and what a great translation adds to the original work. The post Best in Translation appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2ijymiK

“These stories feature hookups and breakups, substance abuse, and violence so casual it’s as natural as jagged breathing.”  Electric Literature has an interview between flash fiction author Len Kuntz and critic and writer  David Galef , whose  Brevity: A Flash Fiction Handbook was just published by Columbia University Press. The two discuss the state of short fiction, their favorite one-line stories of the year, and how, even in the briefest of narratives, readers should still “feel a connection to the story and characters.” For more ultra-lean tales, see our own  Emily St. John Mandel ‘s review of  Hint Fiction , an anthology of 25-words-and-under short stories. The post Baby Shoes Still Unworn appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2igdruh

Taking a look back at the year I forcus my attention on what I have earned Is it really worth all I have given Oh my, I feel like I have been ridden I don’t like it when am taken for a joke Expecting wine but am getting coke My hopes getting high like voltage … Continue reading Why Me!?? → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2hP7ZxI

For Angel. The sun came before the christmas day, a bright let down of rays that lifted the torment of harmattan a bit. Many people left their lip glosses in their pockets and purses, sure that they would not need it for a while. Vasline,petroleum jelly, and Shea butter were all left in their containers. … Continue reading christmas in ilorin → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2ijaHyI

Man of Letters by Samuel Nwokpoku Chukwudi Man of letters, Son of Ogidi Your father named you Chinua, A priest christened you Albert But i call you man of letters For the world still feeds on your spicy stories… Chinua, man of letters You were gifted with the voice of a gong And the world … Continue reading Achebe: Man Of Letters. By Nwokpoku Samuel C. → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2hPf5SU

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! Photo: Brett Hanover. If you’ve ever taken I-81 north through Virginia, you’ve passed the town of Natural Bridge, in Rockbridge County—home to a ninety-foot limestone arch that extends over a gorge, a geological anomaly probably formed by an ancient underground river. Natural Bridge is an anachronism from the Route 66 era of highway travel, a place where you can pay twenty dollars to look at a rock, eat a rock-themed lunch, and then buy a shot glass illustrated with a picture of that same rock. As any respectable tourist trap must, the town hosts a constellation of other attractions: a petting zoo, a dinosaur/Civil War theme park, and the Natural Bridge Wax Museum (now closed, and former home to a ghoulish Obama tribute). Best of all is the featherlight, faux prehistoric monument known as Foamhenge. As its name suggests, Foamhenge is a one-to-one scale replica of Stonehenge,

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! An illustration of Salinger’s “A Perfect Day for Bananafish” by Jonny Ruzzo, 2013. Why I borrowed a name from Salinger.   Ask someone who Seymour Glass is and they’ll tell you he’s a Salinger character: the eldest of the precocious Glass family, a misanthrope who shoots himself on vacation in “A Perfect Day for Bananafish.” But if that someone works in the New York fashion industry—specifically, in the editorial departments of select glossies—their response might be, Didn’t he used to work here? That’s me they’re thinking of. Read More >> from The Paris Review http://ift.tt/2hpqYxW

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday!   Read More >> from The Paris Review http://ift.tt/2i894ng

“In order to overcome their creative challenges, the authors I interviewed didn’t need to write prettier sentences: They needed to become more disciplined, more generous, braver. Literature seems to require these qualities of us, somehow, both in writing and in reading.”  Joe Fassler ‘s “By Heart” series at  The Atlantic provides us with another year’s worth of writing wisdom, including advice from Alexander Chee , Michael Chabon , Lydia Millet , et al. We also highly recommend the conversation between Chee,  Emily Barton , and  Whitney Terrell about the decade each of them took to see their novels realized in the world. The post Year in Writing appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2hwDLDG

“Each one of those books is, like, several hundred pages long. So, that’s a lot of romantic anxiety and adolescent/young-adult/middle-aged angst to distill into pictures, but as far as I can tell, it’s all there: salted fish, shower-sex, alcohol-induced existential despair, the whole shebang! No reading required.” The Melville House blog,  MobyLives , revisits the work of an anonymous artist who reenacted all of Karl Ove Knausgaard ‘s  My Struggle series using LEGOs. See also: our review of Knausgaard’s epic. The post Lego My Struggle appeared first on The Millions . from The Millions http://ift.tt/2iejcZO

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! John Cleland wrote his (very) erotic novel,  Fanny Hill ,   in prison. What did he mean by it?   John Cleland’s sentences often resemble the sexual encounters he imagined in his best-known book—a two-volume novel called Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure , or Fanny Hill ,   published when he was in debtor’s prison between 1748 and 1749, reissued in a censored edition the following year, and presented in both cases as an autobiographical letter by a former courtesan named Fanny Hill. A typical Cleland sentence goes on past any moderate end point, “wedging [itself] up to the utmost extremity.” It makes unexpected, spasmodic, sometimes baffling detours, “exalted by the charm of their novelty and surprise.” It drifts so far into the ridiculous that sometimes it seems “that on earth”—as Cleland’s heroine comments in one passage about the “women of quality” she and her colleagues once

  Our complete digital archive is available now. Subscribers can read every piece—every story and poem, every essay, portfolio, and interview—from The Paris Review ’s sixty-three-year history. Subscribe now and you can start reading 0ur back issues right away. You can also try a free ten-day trial period .  In the famous Mary Robison story “Yours,” an elderly man and his young wife carve pumpkins on their porch for Halloween. Hers are messy and mediocre, while the husband, a retired doctor and “Sunday watercolorist,” creates inventive, expressive faces. Later, after a startling turn in this very short story, the old man wishes he could tell his wife his truth, “that to own only a little talent, like his, was an awful, plaguing thing; that being only a little special meant you expected too much, most of the time, and liked yourself too little.” It’s a fascinating idea to consider in relation to Robison, one of the enormous talents (and great practitioners) of the short story in Am

We’re away until January 3, but we’re reposting some of our favorite pieces from 2016. Enjoy your holiday! An illustration by Jason Novak for The Paris Review ’s serialized edition of The Throwback Special . Why do we still watch sports?   When my ten-year-old daughter overheard me telling a friend that The Throwback Special  is about a group of men that convenes each November to reenact the play in which Washington Redskins quarterback Joe Theismann suffered his gruesome leg injury, she had a question. “Dad,” she said, looking serious and perplexed. “I have a question.” “What is it?” I said. “Isn’t that mean?” Read More >> from The Paris Review http://ift.tt/2hsZBpX

At the first literary conference I attended, I was surprised to find that the advice I was given pertained less to craft and more to the management of public persona. Attendees discussed the nuances of the author photo and how to make their Twitter accounts appeal to a wide audience, and I was advised to have an answer prepared for when I am asked how much of my fiction comes from Real Life. After coming out of the modeling industry, where everything is quite explicitly about appearance, it was disheartening to discover that the literary world was no haven from these dynamics. Elena Ferrante’s desire to maintain the freedom of private life has always seemed quite sensible. In newspaper headlines she was called “The Writer Without a Face,” but why did she need one? Enter Ferrante’s new book, Frantumaglia , which includes selections of over 20 years of her essays, correspondences, and interviews. The book, whose title translates to “a jumble of fragments,” has been available in Italia

You were just informed that you were nominated as part of the 5-man delegate you were just informed that you were nominated as part of the 5-man delegate to pay a visit to mr Alakija- the security officer who have been absent from work for over two months. You wondered why the information came late … Continue reading Love Test → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2hs3g76

Joseph lived with his mum and uncle. Joseph grew up believing that his father was dead. It was not until he was fifteen that he was called bastard by his peers. He came home that day refusing to eat. He threatened to kill himself if the truth was not revealed. His mother yielded to his … Continue reading the rejected one → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2huHykL

MITCHELL The evening was cool, the sun had peacefully gone down, with the birds chirping as usual. Mitchell, seemed to be at peace with the whole world except she wasn’t with herself, as she could not stop the face of Alvin from appearing in her head. Mitchell, was only twenty-four years of age. She was … Continue reading Mitchell and Alvin → from NaijaStories.com http://ift.tt/2huVxXE