Happy New Year Folks. Yes, it’s been over forty days (48 exactly) since I last posted. It’s been a roller coaster of busy nights to lazy nights to incapable nights back to lazy nights. But those are all excuses. The truth is that I’ve sorely missed this- writing, blogging, pouring out the jumbled-up contents of my mind in a space where, even though it looks and sounds organized when you read it, is still the same beautiful mess my mind is; only, I share it now.
What do you do when you wake up early in the morning and discover that people are out there, actually watching and reading your stuff, noting things, deciding if you’re the real deal or not? And then they find out you are, and decide, let’s encourage him, let’s encourage her, let’s get him/her nominated for an award that if they won, would blow their minds?
Hard work pays.
Heard me? It does.
If you keep at it, it doesn’t stop either.
I woke up today to a beautiful news.
Last year, by the grace of God, and the overwhelmingly willing resources (energy, time, money) of bosom friends whom hell would have to freeze over first before I forget (Chioma, Michael, Queen, Chima, Michael, Nigel, Joseph, Ifunanya, Joshua, Stanley, Christian), I started a literary club in my alma mater – Federal University of Technology Owerri. It’s called Route Africa (Official Name: Route Africa Writers Organization).