What a day!

I just saw this piece. I typed on my mum's PC last year. A time I spent at the prison. Would love to keep it here.  I was in prison last year.  I'm wondering what the expression of your face would look like now. I really was there. At the Ikoyi maximum or is it the minimum prison? Now let me say the truth, not as an inmate but as a member of an evangelistic group that holds a Sunday service in the prison once every year.  It all started when my sister voiced out the SMS she received from the youth president of our church, Mr Tunde, as we drove. 'Are you going to the prison with the youth team?' She asked. 'Prison?' No. They sent a message to me yesterday. She said. oh! I didn't receive any. Is it on the blackberry group? No. SMS. Okay. I responded. And we didn't talk about it again.  I didn't even hear of it till I got to the church, Foursquare Gospel and behold, there stood Tunde Busari.   He...

I registered with the Writers Bureau in September 2013. I've been a very poor student. Submitted only 1 assignment out of 10. Not communicated with my tutor since 2013 till February this year. Procrastinating has been the game. I read well but when it comes to writing within a particular scope, I need the patience and the focus. No hurrying (which I find hard sometimes). I want to be better and I know I can be. Some stretching I need. I have to find a way.

I want to write well. I want to write better. It could be a task that I find hard to do. A task that requires a lot of thought, creativity (for it to be fun) and hardwork when you've got a project to work on. During the Fidelity Bank Creative writing workshop, Aminatta Forna asked me a question when we had our one-on-One interview. 'What are you working on?' I was dazed. What should I be working on? I thought. Here's a guy who just loved writing about his day. A journal she called it when I told her. So lets put it that way. Here's a guy who loves keeping a journal and it happens he saw an advert. He wrote in and booked a space in the non-fiction class. Hmm. She would later tell me to write 'A memoir of my father' when i mailed her some days after the workshop. I thought she was imposing. I wasn't thinking of that and you know what. I didn't do it then. Now, I'm working on it. A gift it would be for his 60th Birthday. It is a task....