Feed your eyes and screen French fries, Coconuts and postive notes. Click the image to download this bookish wallpaper Gem.
Reading Update and Bookish Wallpaper!
I have been randomly reading stories in She Called Me Woman. I’ve read about four stories. They made me giggle, pray, cry, gasp, smile, note life quotes. ‘To Anyone Being Hated, Be Strong’, hit me with its heartbreaking story of peservance in spite of homophobia. This collection is teaching me a lot about the trying journeys of the Nigeria’s Queer Women. I look forward to sharing my thoughts, pictures and review with you Gem.
You will get what you want. Never lose focus. No matter what, never lose focus, ever. -JP, She Called Me “Woman”
Above is another bookish wallpaper for your phones!
Peep these beautiful, comfortable River Island shoes my Mum sent to me in Yola! I texted her I appreciate all that she does for me and her world. Their Rose Gold and Nude tones compliment my white outfits.
Happy Holidays Gems!
How was your Christmas day? I hope it was bright, sweet and chilled! I got to Kaduna the afternoon of Christmas Eve after a two hours plus drive from Abuja. That evening my parents took me out for ice cream at Havilah Icecream, After Angwarimi in Kaduna North, Kaduna.
I have a new video up on SARF Uncut, my booktube channel. Reading fiction can teach many life lessons apart from sharing a wonderful story. I discuss lessons from my 2018 Reads.
🎁 Make the right choices for yourself based on what you want not society’s wants. (Remember Me by Sophia Kinsella)
Click here to watch me share more life lessons outdoors on my Yola, Law School Campus in Adamawa State, Nigeria.
MY WRITE PAD
WHAT I AM READING
“Your eyes memorise the hours,
Stretch dry moments into succulent eternities/
You are the fragrance,
Which lends a name to varnished gardens.”
-Tender Moments by Niyi Osundare.
Apart from reading my coursework, I picked up Tender Moments by Niyi Osundare yesterday. It’s a collection of rhythmic, vivid, mushy love poems. For Boxing Day breakfast I ate spicy chicken pepper soup with boiled plantains and the title poem. I look forward to finding other poems I’d love dearly.