Me

Keka bi kyerƐ no

At this point, she has perforated my very thick nice-girl shell and it’s cracking badly. Because I'm pretty sure I know what's happening. You know those people who take a look at you from head to toe, all the while calculating how much respect to give you? Yep. Our theory is that her ladyship had taken a look at us, two unimpressive, ‘chingilingi’, baby-faced girls and apparently, decided to give us the ‘bad-child’ treatment. It’s not the first time something like this has happened to either of us.

One of those days (Obi man so)

In 2015, I was in Albany for a 3-month classroom training. It was my first time in the U.S and I was pretty psyched. My colleague and I set off for a department store, hauling along our work backpacks because,...

Tomorrow

Hey there. Have you been missing deadlines lately? Are you doing now what you should have done yesterday? Did you just decide to read this post later? If your answer to any of these is yes, we need to talk....

My Somone-talking-about-you-doesn’t-know-you-understand-them moment

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It’s a normal day on site. I walk into the control room, stand behind my workstation and get busy. Behind me, an operator, a nice gentleman I torment occasionally, is chatting with a lady I don’t recognize. I’m not listening,...

The People vs. Nyamekyɛ 2

I can’t do it. Sitting in church, sandwiched between my mum and dad, Rev. Andoh’s sermon goes through one ear and out the other. I steal a glance at my phone, checking a WhatsApp notification I’ve been waiting for all...

A Mini Sneak Peek at My Next Novel

Marilyn Baidoo paced the kitchen of a high-rise apartment, her emotions a cocktail of anxiety and child-like giddiness. Her boyfriend of two years had proposed the night before, which meant she hadn’t slept a wink, partly from excitement, and partly...

Since you’ve been gone

Dear Ex,   How’ve you been? It feels like it’s been ages. I know you come around sometimes, but I honestly don’t remember the last time I felt your presence. I suppose that’s my fault. We didn’t exactly end on...