There are parts of being in love that are far from romantic. Like your lover dealing with hurt so deep it pierces your own chest. Understanding is never enough; intellect and sympathy are nearly powerless against pain. So you walk the line between desperation and helplessness, wishing more than anything that you could make problems… Continue reading The Hero I Am Not
Awakening is a journey that has taught me to interrogate my conscience, and why I feel inclined to apologize for everything I am and anything I feel. Sometimes, I carry myself like a black hole whose center resides where my heart should be, and my darkness stretches like shadows across the room. I speak to people… Continue reading I must save my apologies for when I am repentant.
Edem had breached her agreement. She was now suffering the consequences, paying her penalties through nausea, sweat and convulsions. She had already spent several hours going back and forth between her bed and her trash can, dry-heaving over the latter for minutes at a time. She felt like she was going to die. Whatever was… Continue reading Afordzi (A Short Story)
We have mastered the art of running, only to be transported to a world where flight is the norm. It has turned us into full-grown babies, grasping at the talons of our elders, the majestic eagles. As soon as we find ourselves suddenly airborne, we stutter and fall, betrayed by our own immature, half-formed wings.… Continue reading Conquer the Sky
People who are dying of thirst know that they need water to survive. That if they raise their voices to ask, someone may just bring it. We always assume those dying of thirst would like their thirst quenched. Sometimes, they would not. It is a curious thing, the mind of a person who does not… Continue reading We Will Not Pray For Ourselves.
Yes, I finished the series! Now I can end the year in peace! (Update: individual OTC stories are no longer available, but you can download them all in a single PDF collection on my OTC site.) Snippet below: Kuukua and the Killjoy Kente Charlotte was on the ceiling of Mr. Dotse’s office. I didn’t understand how… Continue reading Kuukua and the Killjoy Kente
Welcome to seven! (Update: individual OTC stories are no longer available, but you can download them all in a single PDF collection on my OTC site.) Preview? Kuukua and the Whistling Woodmen It sounded like somebody was trying to pound fufu on the ceiling. Awurade, what were these kids up to now? It had only been… Continue reading Kuukua and the Whistling Woodmen
A novelette is just a really long, short story. And this particular one is romantic African science fiction. Here's the PDF: If I Could Kill My Feelings. I hope you enjoy it. But if you don't, that's okay too. We can still be friends. 🙂 And yes, the title of this story has an optional ellipsis… Continue reading If I Could Kill My Feelings… (A Novelette)
Do you Can you Sit down in silence? Can you Do you Have the patience to comprehend? Do you Can you exist when you aren’t performing? Can you Do you Know who you are even when your mouth is shut? Can you do you? Do you. Can you? -Akotowaa
Number Six! (Update: individual OTC stories are no longer available, but you can download them all in a single PDF collection on my OTC site.) Sneak peek? Kuukua and the Difficult Doors There were invisible threads on the ceiling now. My roommate Nana Konamah and I had gotten fed up. The architects of this hostel must… Continue reading Kuukua and the Difficult Doors