Jowhor Ile

I first heard of Jowhor Ile when the orisa herself, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, mentioned his name in an interview and said we should look out for his debut novel. An endorsement from Adichie is not something to be taken lightly, so I immediately went on the hunt for the novel. It also made me very happy when I found out that the novel was set in Port Harcourt, which is one of my favorite cities ever. I finally caught up with Jowhor and we chatted over chilled beers. I found him very warm, eager, and completely without the airs typical of some writers. He agreedRead More →

Abandonment

  By Buhle Khanyile For three years after my father died I occasionally experienced what, in retrospect, were fleeting psychotic episodes. Without ceremony, a touch of light headedness would swirl in my forehead and spread, like fog, towards the back door of my brain. A feeling of urgency to call my father would overcome me. Reaching for my cellular phone I would stare at it for what felt like an eternity while I tried to recall his office number.  I ransacked my contacts list in a desperate search for a number that did not exist. At the time of his death, my father had been longRead More →

First of all, I am a huge fan of Toni Kan. Have been right from his days at Hints, when I religiously read his column week after week. Hints magazine was my guilty pleasure and I would indulge in my favorite writers; Helon Habila, Toni Kan and even Chidinma Awa Agwu. I was very excited when The Carnivorous City by Toni Kan was published by Cassava press this year and I really looked forward to laying my hands on it. I previously purchased Nights of the creaking bed by the same author, but it has been sitting on my TBR shelf for a while. ToniRead More →

Hey everyone! This was written by a friend. His name is Victor. Enjoy. Some say home is wherever the heart lies; others believe home is where family is. I say home is that place that has become a fundamental part of you, a place you know you will always return to, regardless of wherever you go, whatever you become or the heights you attain. Such places have an almost talismanic effect that makes you identify with the most minute and mundane things that associate you with it. For eighteen years, that place beckoned and finally, I answered. Leaving the big city and all its enchantmentsRead More →