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INTERNATIONAL SITES THAT WILL BOOST YOUR WRITING CAREER

It is no news that writers in Nigeria have to go the extra mile if they plan on achieving success in their art.
For this to be possible, information is very vital and we must be well aware of the recent innovations in the international scene of creative writing.
HERE ARE SOME OF THE VERY HELPFUL SOURCES THAT ALL WRITERS MUST ADD TO THEIR LIST OF SUBSCRIBED WEBSITES:

1. WRITERS DIGEST
2. WRITER'S FM
3. WRITING FIX
4. US COPYRIGHT OFFICE
5. TEEN INK
6. CREATIVEWRITINGPROMPTS.COM
7. THE STORY STARTER
8. IMAGINATION PROMPT GENERATOR
9. FIFTEEN MINUTES OF FICTION
10. BONNIE'S ONLINE STORY SPINNER

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HAVE A PLEASANT DAY...

THE FACE OF TRUE LOVE II

in a house filled with mirrors
and all i see is a bright light
arms spread with hallowed wings
i have soared yond the dross of vanity

my heart swells with an unheard melody
it dances, prances to its ethereal rhythm
i must feed her fiery passion
for souls out there craving these words

time has watered this arid soil
and made fruits of our barren thoughts
even if the world quakes and shake
if each moment cries in its wake

yet shall i scream from the mountain of genuis
from the lowly hills of the morally upright
that time defines what is right
and love defiles all in its path

                                     DA ALLOSIAN POET



HAVE YOU EVER EXPERIENCED THAT EMPTY FEELING?
LIKE EVERYTHING YOU DO IS WORTHLESS AND YOU JUST FEEL LIKE GIVING UP IN YOUR BELIEFS.
LISTEN CAREFULLY...
MAYBE THE PROBLEM IS THAT YOU ARE TOO CAUGHT UP N YOUR SELF TO UNDERSTAND THAT THE TRUE ESSENCE OF ART AND LIFE IS TO SHARE AND SPREAD LOVE.
TRY CHANGING YOUR ORIENTATION AND SEE YOUR ART FROM A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE AND YOU WILL NO LONGER SUFFER FROM THAT DEPRESSION.
THIS IS MY MESSAGE FOR THE WEEK
KEEP IT TO HEART AND NEVER FORGET IT
GOOD MORNING Y'ALL

WINNING THE LAGOS HUSTLE

I AM BACK!!!!
and better...
I have decided this time around to start with something different
something from a different perspective
SO HERE IT IS
One of the introductions to a new era in our creative writing forum
THE GUEST WRITER OF THE WEEK
This week's guest is a colleague of mine whose style of writing is catchy as well as inspiring
he is a patriot both in words, in action and in the pen
here is one of them
ENJOY...

this work is culled from his collection of short stories titled: UNDESIRABLE INCIDENTS

CULTURAL PROBLEM

I have been in Lagos for over ten years. These years were a hard time for me. Everything was very different for me: different language, different customs, different food, and different people. I was like a foreign because there were many things that I didn't know, and I had to learn everything again. 

On March, 2005, while I was sitting in a commercial bus from Anyigba to Lagos, I was thinking about my family, my friends, and my future. I thought, "Why do you want to go to Lagos? You are fine here with your mother and other friends. Everything in Anyigba is very good. If you are going to Lagos, you don't know what will happen in your future. My mother was not worried about me because she wanted me to further my university education in Lagos." Suddenly in my mind I heard these words: "You are a competent young man. You will have a beautiful future in Lagos." I thought my friends were just talking. Yes, I could do many things in Anyigba, but I also would be able to do many things in Lagos. When the bus arrived in Lagos, I walked very firmly like others. I believed that I would be a competent young man in this new land. 

During the first two months, I had a very happy time living with my elder brother. This is a beautiful place and it’s indeed depicts her name as a centre of excellence. Many things were fresh. "I need to do something by myself," I thought. I told my brother, "I want to know this community. I want to find a job." "Are you sure?" he asked. "Yes, I am sure." 

The second day, I went out wanting to find a job. "How long have you been here? Can you speak Yoruba?" Everybody asked me. Even though I had studied some Yoruba in those days I mixed up with Yoruba tribe in the same house where my brother lived, I couldn't speak at all. After a few days, nobody wanted me to work in his or her company. I was very disappointed. I couldn't speak Yoruba. 

I felt very bad. I went to the store, the hospital and everywhere I always needed my brother with me. If we went to some Yoruba friends' party, my brother needed to teach me the Yoruba customs. I couldn't speak to anybody. I was like a baby. I lost my confidence. I began to hate everything about Lagos life. I hated the people. I hated that my brother brought me to Lagos. I missed my home, my family, my friends, and my teaching job. In Anyigba, I worked as a teacher in Muslim High School where I earned three thousands Naira in a month. I am a smooth talker in my hometown, and many people trust me. In Lagos, however, I didn't have any good friends to talk to. I started looking and feeling lonely like a man who lives in solitude. My brother said, "You must go back to Anyigba. Otherwise, you will go crazy." But I didn't want to leave the land of great opportunity, and I didn't want my family and friends to see how I had changed for the worse.  After that, my brother spent a lot of time helping me overcome those cultural problems. He took me traveling to different places, and told me many good things about Lagos. I had some good changes.

A year later, I was admitted to study English in Lagos state University, Ojo. I met new friends who later changed my thought about Lagos. I had a wonderful time in the institution.

Right now I am very happy in Lagos. Lagos is a really nice place. I feel warm because there are nice people, and I have made new friends here. I am happy in my place of work because my Yoruba language is getting better and better. My confidence is growing more and more. I can talk again. Even though I can't speak very well, I believe I will be able to speak well someday. 

 If you ask me how I could overcome those cultural problems, I will tell you: my brother helped me overcome them, Lagos helped me overcome them, and the friends I met in the university helped me overcome them.

E-mail: alihrilwan@ymail.com

Name: Alih Rilwan


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Hey guys!
I know I've been out for quite a while but i assure you it's all for a good cause
I have been underground trying to find meaning and the right direction so i can share the right content with you guys on this forum because i believe you deserve the best and truthfully:
I AM MOT DONE YET
 soon... yeah very soon
But i will not be able to forgive myself if i do not share this great revelation of knowledge i stumbled into in my quest for true meaning
I found it in a great book
THE SECRET by Rhonda Byrne
y'all should try and read it
but in summary, what the book really points to is one of the greatest secret that has been exploited by great minds with outstanding results:
I'M TALKING ABOUT THE LAW OF ATTRACTION
this principles simply states that everything you've had, you have and you will have later is connected to what you think about
In summary: THOUGHTS ARE THINGS
There is no such thing as fate or chance because we attract to our lives the things we think about daily
THINK ABOUT THAT...
see you in a very short while...

CONTINUATION

A mural of perfection i sought in the dark
as my soul scattered with the constellars of heaven
yearned rest, 'ay rest from the void within
chromes of fluid passions
palettes of refined certitude

I savor this sotto-voce that rages within me
I am drunk belly full in afflatus
but each moment drowns the other
till inanity i stare in my vacant eye

I sought the wisdom of trees
I drank the pierran spring
Immersed in the eureka tub,
I dared to dream of falling apples

wherefore i can now tell
that thou art not in the skies
nor in the belly of my soul
neither in the onus of afflatus
but where thou art none knows...

TO BE CONTINUED...
YOU CAN STILL JOIN THE MOVEMENT AS WE DELVE DEEPER INTO THE TRAVAILS OF LOVE

THE FACE OF TRUE LOVE

smell the roses
irrigate the arids
the time has come
the moment is ripe
fresh from the harvest of expectations

color me blind
I'll still see it
stamp on me an emblem of foolery
I'll still comprehend it

there is no evil where we live
for purity refines all in her turbine
time prunes the dross in man's heart
and each moment is swollen with hope

pray brother sit by nature's side
and hear the throb of her aching breast
feel her primal wish
that all men see the true light

TO BE CONTINUED....

THE FACE OF LOVE IS A POEM CELEBRATING THE REVOLUTION OF LOVE OVER AMBITION, PRIDE AND OTHER VICES.
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