Circles and Squares

I heard ’em say,

You can go in circles but not in squares.

You can start from square one but not from circle one.


I heard ’em say,

You are nothing like us.

You are nowhere near us,

Levels, lies, facades…lit up like an Instagram post,

Retweeted by strangers…circles and squares.


I heard ’em say,

You can go in circles but not in squares.

Can you fit a circle in a square?

Can you fit a square in a circle?

What would you do with the space that’s left unoccupied?


I heard ’em say,

You can go in circles but not in squares…

I heard ’em alright.



Winnie Mandela. Photo credit: Business Insider, South Africa

To those who oppose us we say “Strike the woman and you strike the rock.”-1966

Write a little everyday

Have you ever struggled with getting something done?

I could receive a crown for procrastinating especially when it comes to the latest book I’ve been writing and I got so frustrated today that I had to check in with a close friend. She’s writing her first book and we have this way of texting each other best wishes. So, when I shared my struggle she said “Just write a little every day.”

Well, I tried to do just that but it’s not helping!

So, what do you do when you seek advice but are not content or willing to try out the advice given?

I’ll admit that to some extent, my frustration lies in my expectation of a perfect script. A story that’s so seamless and entertaining that’ll leave the reader swooning and talking about it for years to come. It therefore follows that everything I do now with this kind of expectation is bound to fall short and that adds onto my frustration.

As I ponder of this dark cloud that I’ve refused to let go of, I figured why not look back at my April goals and share what I have been up to the past few days?

  • I made it to Nairobi and was there just in time for the celebration of #YALIat2000 held at Kenyatta University.

While in the capital city, I also treated myself to three of my favorite things: bookmarks, books and earrings.

5 bookmarks for $1 at Hilton Arcade-Nairobi 
Bookhaul 🙂 courtesy of Inama Bookshop near Fire Station on Tom Mboya Street.
I love glass earrings so, I had to get these!
  • These two lovely notebooks are gifts from my insightful sister who knows that stationery is my kryptonite! She got them at a new store called Miniso 🙂


I have to work on my impatience with this script and the only way I know how to do this is by venting my anger on paper- or by starting another script, but doing the latter would cost me time and probably make me lose focus on this current script.

I’ll mull over it for an hour or so, but all in all, I can’t wait to cozy up to this book:


Help! I am in love with a Writer

That’s it, I am officially losing my mind, and to make matters worse, he does not get where I’m coming from!

  1. He’s a Writer.
  2. He loves reading Autobiographies, Memoirs, Agatha Christie, Charlotte Bronte, and did I mention that he doesn’t know what the hype is about Chinua Achebe?
  3. He has this Note Taking App, called Adler’s Notes.
  4. When we sit down to coffee, he would pull out his phone mid-conversation and type something and then say “sorry, just had an idea.”
  5. He is a tea person!

And then there’s:

  1. He knows not to ask about a work in progress.
  2. We have coffee any time.
  3. He bought me the Lord and Master Trilogy by Kait Jagger because he knows there is some kink in me.
  4. He just saw three things that are wrong with this post’s title.
  5. I’m the one who has published and he is yet to complete his manuscript. So, when I aced NanoWrimo he was the first to ask “how do you write 50,000 words in one month when I cannot even write a thousand in a week?”
  6. When I disagree with him, we both picture each other as inanimate objects in our stories. I once drafted him as a stool in a short story.

So, now that I have written all that…I think, I’ll just go and sit down quietly in some corner and figure out how this can be drafted into a plot for the next romance novella I’m writing.

April Goals


I love April but not as much as I love March. This month started out great because it’s bliss to start the week on a Tuesday, but personally, this month’s been great and I am getting healthier by the day. I had a bad case of food poisoning and I have never loved the washroom as much as I did this past week.

However, that’s not all there is to this post, I’ve been working on some major goals for this month and I’m looking forward to seeing them come to pass.

On writing:

  • I’d love to post more often. April is National Poetry Month, so I’d love to post one poem every week.
  • I want to collaborate with awesome writers from East and Central Africa for the holiday issue of Nilichoandika Magazine. I’m looking at five pieces of fiction or non-fiction from the contributors for the issue.
  • Having a session with five beta-readers and going through Sifuna before doing the final revision and publishing it.

On reading:

I’d love to get down to reading these titles this month:


On fitness:

  • I downloaded this app, well, technically, I installed three Home Workout apps and then deleted two, and kept the one that did not have “abdominal crunches” in any of the workout plans.
  • I’d love to plank for more than 30 seconds.
  • I want to also cut down on my sugar intake.

PS: I tried green tea and that stuff ain’t for me, I had to drink two cups of black coffee to get the taste out of my mouth, but it turns out that taking it before going to bed is like summoning the gods of sleep! Works wonders!

On leadership:

I would love to attend the YALI@2000 event on the 13th of April. Even though I have quite a flexible work schedule, being there to celebrate the young African leaders and to appreciate this awesome leadership program would be great.

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Those are my goals for this month. I may come up with more or achieve more during this month, but all in all, I’m hopeful.

Have a great week!


I know a thing or two about waiting.

I know I don’t act like it, or make it known,

but I know a thing or two about waiting.

He says “You’re frustrating, I don’t know where we stand, or whether what I’ll say will make you stay or leave.”

I walk away.

He shouts “I’m not done talking.”

I keep walking.

See, I know a thing or two about waiting, because sometimes…you have to keep still,

Hold your peace,

Treasure your silence so you can see who you truly are.

I know a thing or two about waiting…

Oh…there goes my bus!