Been trying to blog from my laptop for a while now, make some major changes to the blog and actually set the ground running again, but internet hasn’t been fair to me. I thought blogging from the laptop would make the work more easier.
I tried internet tethering, used mobile hotspot, all to no avail. The best I am achieving with the laptop now is just listening to Backstreet Boys ‘one in a million’ and Westlife’s ‘Puzzle of my heart’.
Ok, I moved from a former location where I used to enjoy maximum internet access and now, I am daily living with the sad reality of no mobile network even for calls on the two lines I use. So, I am going to get a third line just for mobile internet access. So, till then, bear with my infrequent appearance.
Not to bore you with my internet issues, in all honesty, I have been busy trying to live the good life as a full time writer. Making the switch is paying off gradually. This is also in between trying to finish probably my 2nd or 3rd book in writing(all unpublished). The aim is to publish at least one this year. So, am pretty working on that, contacting publishers and authors alike. The prices I am hearing are over the rooftop. Everybody talks about the price of dollars. But I thought naira is our currency! If you know anyone who might be willing to help, kindly reach me.
Talk about changing location, yes, I did move away. Changing houses is a lot of stress. Settling down and getting used to new people is another hassle on its own. But, so far, I have settled down and doing really great. No more sleeping with one eye half closed in order to fetch water at almost 1am. How I wish someone would freely give me one of those empty houses lining the street of Asokoro. And my neighborhood friend, Iya farouk, who I wrote about in my previous post, has put to bed a baby girl. I haven’t seen her since, though.
Immediately the news about the high price of tomatoes filtered into town, I practically ran away from it without bothering to check at my local market. Anyways, I finally summoned courage and bought tomatoes the other day and even without saying the usual ‘ina kwana’ which makes their head swell, I had to beg the mallam to stop putting more. So, I guess I missed the memo when the price came down.
Living as a writer is exciting and fulfilling. It’s not for lazy people. When next you see me and ask what I do, and I say ‘I am a writer’. Don’t look at me and say ‘seriously?’. Don’t even give me that eye. I am gradually dumping every other thing and moving towards full time writing. God bless my hustle and yours.
#permit my random blabberings. This is just a random post#