Posted in humour, LIFE, Musings, Reflections, this is it, vent


Writers in this day and age go through a lot in all spheres of where writing is concerned .

here are just but a few

1) They buy many fancy books as they console themselves they will use to write on but a good number of them are barely used.

2) They buy many books intended for the same use – e.g 3 different books to be used for writing daily experiences.

3) They get disturbed if they have not written in a long time.

4) They have an official personal blog and another blog for other purposes.

5) They have many ideas about everything they see.

6) They complain of underpaying gigs.

7) They have that thought that crosses their mind about full-time writing as the chief source of income.

8) They want to be recognized countrywide such as be called to write for drum,Truelove or a local magazine.

9) They have dreams of international recognition for example perform at P4CM ( Passion 4 Christ Movement).

10) Other non understanding citizens complain of their jobs for instance her  … she is just a blogger couldn’t she have studied print media or technology.

11) The students being asked to divert their energy to writing related courses yet the same people are against those who write professionally.

12) Being made the secretary in school,work and in other circles as people  make the excuse of you like writing so it’s your job now.

13) People giving you non professional work to do for them such as their school projects and reports so that you can do it for them at no cost because of reasons like si you are my friend and words is your thing.

14) Someone giving you a book review to do after whinnying of how much school work you have.

15) Thinking of projects you can do with other writers but you find out in order to get there you need to have a stable source of income.

16) if you study psychology , after writing a blog post you are accused of diagnosing your friends.

17) Your writing comes in the way of your assignments. You always think you will write your stuff the whole semester but still finish your assignments.

18) People hating on your guest bloggers because their style is different from yours.

19) Being added to a Whats App group full of creatives  who do not sleep so you wake up to 4500 messages.

20) The best of stories come when you are occupied by other stuff and disappear the just before you wind up with whatever it is you were doing.

21)Plagiarism When you notice a website with a horrible name is busy showcasing your work and the only consolation you have for yourself is that only good art is stolen.

22) When someone rants about your blog having slowed down yet you are nursing writers block.

23) When you are in the middle of writing an interesting story and KPLC becomes your mess and you lose your interesting story.

24) People telling you to publish yet you will see them online asking for free PDF copies of Chimamanda’s books.

25) Wondering how to categorize your blog because it is eclectic. You have no specific thing that you talk about.

26) Enjoying the mix of things you do in life because it’s amazing.


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Posted in humour, LIFE, Reflections, TBT, this is it


i say things . Many weird things. I do weird things. i have  a friend who calls me The Crazy psychologist( sounds like a series or a book title) courtesy of my weird deeds and actions. it is not new to those who have known me since my childhood.

There was this one time when i was in class 5 a boy who really liked me and promised me the stars( coming to think of it, that was funny) sent me a love letter. i can’t remember the exact words but it read something like.

Dear baby girl ( that line by itself brought grief)

i love watching the stars and when i see them i see you

i want to love you

to be with you…

The rest i don’t remember

This is even better English. The next sentence  will explain why.

When i read the letter i corrected his English on almost every line.

Not as if mine was in ranks with the queen. It still not is . I have typos at times.

On giving him the corrected version, which was my response that was intentionally done to make him feel worse he hated me more than he loved me in fact he cooked a lie just to land me in trouble.

Once a teacher in primary still asked why do most of you look out of the window and do your own things during class?

I raise my hand and what i really wanted to say was

” if the class was more of a discussion than a lecture it would more lively but i ended up saying.

”You have such a squeaky voice it seems like a lullaby”

She nearly cried- i promise you it’s not a lie.

She tells me to call my father

When she comes she has only has one thing to say

”Kindly speak to your daughter?”

”Now”-He asks

You do not want to hear the speech i was given.

Recently in a matatu the conductor came along collecting his money.

when he reaches to Lorraine she opens her mouth to say … utalipa ?

He looks at me smiles and says – hiyo haitawezekana.

Then i say something like

”ooh unasema fare?”

pretending i have finally understood yet i know what was going on i dive deep into my pockets to fish out cash.

Everybody in the matatu laughed. They had their therapy for the day was done.

To those who ask whether i am kukus…

I am totally ok

I do not need extreme checkup

Everyone has a level of crazy in life

Signed on a sane note by  a sane person.