We have come to the end of a year that has been anything but boring. From interesting memes to the ‘unakufa’ slogan. From the deportation of the Chinese who had some racist things to say about us , to the latest Imenti house scandal. On a sad note, we have experienced; political chaos and the threat of another 2007 post-election violence which gladly, was calmed down by the famous “handshake”, the unexpected deaths of promising young lives. Then there is the arrest of some of the leaders and public officers for allegations of corruption and embezzlement of funds.
Blog-wise, I have had my moments too, my ups and downs. I have written articles that I am proud of and those that I am indifferent towards. I have suffered through a number of different degrees of writers’ block and came out the other side sometimes a little wobbly, sometimes better. Some of my personal favourites are:
Personally, it stands to be my top 3 creations. Although I always write out of passion, I think I had a little too much of it while writing this one.
Walking down memory lane brought this interesting short story to life. The naughtiness, the curiosity, the innocence that accompanied every inch of curiosity and the wide-eyedeness that accompanied every revelation as a child . Oh, how I miss those days!
After being in this world for a couple of decades and having bitter lemon juice forced down your throat, you just end up with such articles. All in all, I am proud of the person I am today.
There was a lot of sunshine in me,as is always is, when I was writing this poem . Prompted by one of the last ‘The Daily Post” word prompts “Forest”. I miss those guys. They unlocked some creative juices in me.
I must have been feeling very naughty that day. Don’t get me wrong, I love every inch of me.
What good is a writer if he/ she doesn’t use his/ her writing to shed light on issues like these?
Celebrating the not-sang-enough heroes in the world; the women behind many a great men and women in the world. Women like my mother.
Having a conscience that actually works and having people taking advantage of that simply sucks. We all need encouragement to keep doing the good deeds.
My attempts of sharing what I have learnt in the real world with my fellow recent graduates.
10. Little Bird
Who doesn’t love a nice short poem about birds? To me, this one radiates lots of sunshine, beautiful songs and love.
To wrap it up, this has been comparatively, a good year. I have learnt and grown a lot both as a writer and as a person. Thanks y’all who have tirelessly read and shared your thoughts about my work.