<p>Work in progress &#8230;&#8230; Ruth 1957 The journey to Willow Oak Farm, a little place tucked away on the Hampshire dales is long and tedious. A young woman sits uncomfortably in a neat blue suit – as if she is uncomfortable with the kind of outfit. She looks out of the window at the passing &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2014/04/20/unbelonging-at-waverley/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Unbelonging at Waverley</

<p>Ada’s lips tightened as she held tightly on to the TV remote. She noticed that Liz’s attention seemed to be fixed on the window which looked out over the street. “Ada, look outside.” “What is it now?” “Ada, come here,” Liz urged. “You won’t believe who has just parked across the road.” She joined Liz &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2014/02/04/the-declaration-excerpt-from-a-lagos-rendevous/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-t

<p>Reports read: &#8216;Hyperactive&#8230; disruptive influence&#8217; Describing the boy no one understands. Mother gives her love but works three jobs Too tired for all that trouble with teacher Can&#8217;t cope when he gives her lip &#8211; Allow it Mum. Lol. Laters He longs to talk with Dad but the man got other family now, innit? In &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2013/11/19/new-family/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-te

<p>I have known Patience for a long time. We used to be classmates. So when I heard she was coming to London and she was anxious about how she would learn the culture and habits of the people of London so I decided to jot down a few ideas so that she would not feel &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/letter-to-patience/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Letter to Patience</span> <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span>

<p>Chris Chris was a funny guy. We had gone to University together and dated briefly. It hadn’t worked out but I had introduced him to Sandra – the love of his life with whom he had 2 beautiful children. Sadly he lost Sandra to cancer and was widowed 7 years into the marriage. It was &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2013/08/18/the-girl-who-loved-too-much-continued/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">The Girl who loved too m

<p>Excerpt from Susannah’s Box When I was 8, I got invited to Jenny Pollards birthday but didn’t have a proper frock.  Susanna knew how much I wanted to go and got some pink silk from Brick Lane.  She embroidered the hem, neckline and sleeves with pretty white flowers and even came up with some shiny &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2012/12/22/susannahs-box/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Susannah&#8217;s Box</span> <sp

<p>The swell of rousing music fills the air as a gasp of appreciation escapes from some lips.  Others crane their heads to get a better look at what is going on. Photographers hustle, for good vantage points to get a good picture. The young woman leaning on her father’s arm is accompanied by a train &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2012/10/20/whats-love-got-to-do-with-it/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">What’s love got t

<p>It was on the news that a family of eight had died from the fumes that had leaked out from a generator left on overnight. It was sad but that was just life. Like a bag of pick and mix; the bad mixed in with the good. People would gather around and talk about how horrible it &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2012/07/12/excerpt-from-a-work-in-progress/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Excerpt from a work in&nbsp;progress<

<p> I wrote this after a visit to Allen Avenue &#8230;. themes came to mind.  Sophisticated students, sleek cars and sleek women looking for men with big wallets, dreams and illusions &#8230; laid to rest on Lagos streets, in some sordid alley, or the back of a car&#8230;. Hope that fame and fortune can be found on the streets &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2012/04/02/excerpt-from-my-short-story-in-naijastories-anthology-ilusions-of-hope/" class="more-lin

<p>Naijastories.com is the leading community for Nigerian writers and book lovers, combining elements of a writing critique website and a social networking site. Of Tears and Kisses, Heroes and Villains is Volume 1 of the ‘Best of NaijaStories’ series. The 30 stories featured in this anthology were all originally published on this website between March &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2012/03/28/the-naijastories-anthology-goes-on-sale-launches-march-27/" cl

<p>I remember staring at him once while he sat picking away at some scab on his knee.  Red and raised like an angry spider posed to take flight it sat on his knee and threatened to grow bigger every time he dug his dirty fingers into it. &#8220;Doesn’t it bother you that no one wants &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2012/03/05/scabs-scars-and-school/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Scabs, scars and&nbsp;school</span> <sp

<p>I thought I knew Africa and I guess I did in a distant kind of way you think you know that new couple that’s just moved into the street. That is another thing about this new England. Someone kills their Missus and the neighbours tell the reporters – We didn’t know them too well…but they &hellip; <a href="https://easytowrite.wordpress.com/2012/02/03/how-i-learnt-about-africa/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">How I learnt about&nbsp;Africa