Crime , Family , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Revenge
Death to Government

Things were thick! Really thick! The ‘Government’ had walked in and there was no saving grace. She had walked in through the door soaking wet and stinking. It was flooded outside and we had forgotten the clothes on the washing line which were now completely drenched. “What have you been doing all day Akinyi?” the

Inspiration , Life , Mkate Nusu , Odengo Living
I Can See Clearly NOW!

YES! I CAN! I REALLY CAN! Why do you talk like that? You are so opinionated! Do you ever wear dresses? You always have something to say? Women aren’t meant to be that tall. You sound like a man. Your expectations are unrealistic! Your standards are too high! This is how life is. Without money

Crime , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Tragedy
No stone unturned

Image: www.theguardian.com The last candle had just been blown out. And Mr. Williams was walking to bed. As he steadied his bedroom door open, he heard a creaking floorboard and paused at the door, he listened intently for a few minutes, silence. His wife turning and sighing in her sleep disrupted his attention he walked

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Romance
Dumbfounded

“You scare me.” Ted started. “Ok? How exactly do I scare you?” Noreen, was a bit confused, she thought he wanted this. “I can’t really explain…” “Try to, because I don’t understand what may have made you feel that way Ted.” “Like…like..what you have just done…” “What? Stroke your back as I kissed your face?”

Blog , Inspiration , Life , Nuggets of Wisdom , Odengo Living , Pondering
Self Construction – The journey everyone needs to take

I had an interesting conversation yesterday with my best friend and an amazing new friend, Wawira. The meeting was a business discussion that soon evolved into a conversation about life and a new concept I am learning from the book Roadmap, called Self Construction. Self construction is all about defining your life’s path your way,

Mkate Nusu , Suspense
Sundu’s Redemption

It was a dull dreary day in the Lich village, but that was not going to dampen the mood of the village. The annual village festival was set to commence at noon. Everyone looked forward to grabbing some grilled snail and field mice dipped in chili sauce from Mama Lulu. She was the best; people



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