The 2018 Grammy Awards which held last Sunda revolved around one man – Bruno Mars.
Mars won in all the categories in which he was nominated, and this has raised a few questions.
Not a few expected rapper, Jay-Z to cart home a couple of statuettes out of the eight nominations he received for his personal and socially conscious latest album 4:44. This was not to be.
I was at the cinemas last weekend. I had gone to see “The Greatest Showman” the 20th Century Fox musical starring Hugh Jackman as the main character. I had heard good things about it, and being a movie buff, it came first on my list of movies to see next. After going through the usual motions…
Verbal shots have been fired at some third world countries, not for the first time. But, perhaps for a first by a sitting president of one of the countries regarded as a superpower, and tempers are flaring. The countries at the end of the scathing comments have been reacting, and the African Union have demanded an apology. Even though the man at the center of the brouhaha, Donald Trump has denied making such unflattering remarks, no one can put it past him. For a man who’s infamous for his lack of tact, he appears to have outdone himself with this one.
It’s the start of a new year, and more than ever before, everyone is pumped to put their best foot forward, strive for success, attain new heights and be relevant in the scheme of things. People are on a high at this time, there’s that push that comes from wanting to achieve the goals set for the year. The memories of the unaccomplished resolutions from the previous year are all too fresh in the memory, and many swear that the present one will be nothing like the last. So we attack the year with fresh zeal and a consuming passion to right the wrongs of the previous, be on top of our game career-wise and generally make sure we are many steps ahead three hundred and something days later.
Happy New Year everyone!!
This year, I’ll be publishing a good number of flash fiction, a genre I have always found fascinating. And for starters, I am introducing “Daughters of Eve” – A story I entered for the JB Afenfia Flash Fiction Contest. Daughters of Eve was the 3rd runner-up out of 125 entries. I really hope you enjoy reading it. And of course, your feedback is always appreciated.
It happened last night. It was one of those Friday nights when my friends and I decided to have a few drinks over plates of pepper soup, and if we were lucky, get some feminine company for the rest of the night.
The latter only applied to Ken and Ayomide, however. I was the shy and reticent one who didn’t seem to have the “bad boy” blood in him.
