Alaroro Books is an online bookstore on Instagram. They sell used and new books, classics, bestsellers and newly released books of Nigerian, US, UK authors in Nigeria. Their page is filled with consistent updates of pictures of delightful book flat lays and stacks. On their #throwbackthursday feed I saw Wayward Men and laughed at the book cover picture. Its 80s fashion highlights ie. the mom jeans, floral crop top, fat, long neckties are recycled into today’s fashion. Curiosity and the novel’s title made me purchase it for my short break read.
Placing the order for Wayward Men was easy. Alaroro Books was prompt, effectively communicated with me and understanding. The next day the parcel was delivered to Ikorodu by friendly Temi of The Book Peddler.
Although, I had issues with my bank Alaroro Books was patient. For me to sort it out and transfer the book price and delivery fee (within Lagos)of N1,000 to their account. I liked the experience, Victor’s warmth and brown wrapping paper.
“ The realisation that she could not have a baby for the man she loved brought tears continuously to her eyes. What the, was the essence of living and loving if she coukd not have a baby for the only love she had ever had.”
“The telephone, Tony noted as he dropped the red biro and picked up the blue one, was a very rude instrument. It was the one thing without the simple courtesy of asking for permission before intruding on someone’s discusssions or thoughts.”
I guess the first quote explains certain desperate baby mama sentiments. While the second one echoes a truth still relevant now in the 2000s.
I loved the time setting of the novel. From the glorious civil servant, greater value of small denominations of the naira to Calypso- Nat Cole music references. I love! The author’s language, pace, point of view and the setting all depict the Nigerian 80s. A backdrop of a intriguing story of infidelity, fun, suspence, lust and misguided love. I had purchased it after I saw a picture of it on #throwbackthursday Alaroro Books instagram feed.
What I did not like was how the first 100 pages of the plot line focused on Tony’s affairs and little on his wife, Lillian’s own. The synposis promised me a damning tale of wife’s extramarital affair. I found the actions and thoughts of certain minor characters funny, irritating, often shocking and sometimes offensive. ‘Remember it’s a different era’, I’d murmur to calm my inner semi-militant feminist. This made me grateful for the times I live in. The imaginative metaphors, similes and expresssions were unique and graphic. For example, “when he stopped talking, silence hung in the room like a wet blanket, dampening the atmosphere. The suspence was delightful. But the end of the plotline annoyed me! I felt the end of the novel was rushed. An unrepentant cheating husband didnt end the marriage but his wife’s first affair leds to an unfortunate event. Come on!
I read small white-biege pages on yellow danfos amidst the sunny Lagos bustle. Not even the jolts of an okada can tear my eyes away from devouring ebooks on my @okadabooks app. My fingers hold down a novel’s open spine hoping salt or palm oil won’t scar the characters while red stew boils behind me in the kitchen. When standing on a lengthy atm queue of stout, lean, brown, black bodies–I pull out and continue the day’s poetry collection from my handbag. The @rovingheights book mark protects my spoon before I launch it into the depths of a glass jar of hazelnut chocolate spread, when reading African literature. Heck, my bookstagram is filled with quirky book photos. The imaginary lives, world and adventures of unforgettable characters enclosed in a book can always be seen next to me.
Even in the shower. I can’t just leave the exposed world crafted by the tiny black words of another creative. So don’t judge. Am I the only one who carries my new books everywhere?
Hey, I’m sharing so we can
both all be better writers.
Here my caramel popping, stubby fingers were clicking links when I stumbled upon two refreshing and informative writing advice posts.
The first was from Samantha The Reader, The Best Writing Tips I Wish I Had Known From The Very Beginning!
I already appreciate how she writes. Descriptive, clear, warm and enlightening pieces of writing advice.
Second one was found through Brittle Paper links. It is an amazing post compiling Tiah Beautment’s twits about writing erotica. It is filled with writing etiquette, dispels myths, serving writing tips for erotica. I learnt a few new things. my cheeks are smiling because I hadn’t done any of the DONTs in EROTICA: Rules of engagement when asking readers to review your draft.
Tuesday’s Brunch goes best with western romance!
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the Easter holiday bookie.
Welcome to April!
During the Easter weekend, amidst shopping, gossip, cooking, discussing with friends and laughter. I thoroughly enjoyed reading Linda Leal Miller’s Forever A Hero. Pulling out thin poetry collections and thick novels from my book stacks, with clothing tags and bookmarks sticking out. I plan to continue reading them. As I’d read half way through before discarding them for other works of fiction.
I had a flash story, Sunday Lunch posted on my instagram page.
Read it, like the picture and follow me!