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Moskedapages Gets Nominated At The Nigerian Writers' Awards

So I was jejely on my own when I got a message from a friend in a Whatsapp group that I have been nominated for the Nigerian Writers’ Awards 2017. Not once. But twice! The first is for Blogger of the Year. The second is for Fiction Writer of the Year for The Fourth Finger. I smiled. You guys know me, I don’t do these nominations and vote stuff, reasons being that I feel that my work should get noticed for what it is and not the number of votes. Well, that was how I felt until my husband told me to reset my thinking. But wait first, which one of you went to nominate me? Raise your hands in the comment box. Confess! LOL! Don’t mind me. I appreciate it. You guys have been awesome. To be nominated as blogger of the year alongside the likes of Linda Ikeji, Bellanaija,…

After Dark: Made To Penetrate – She Raped Him…

When a woman rapes a man… Last year, the news about a 26 year old woman who raped a man went viral and I had to latch on to get the gist. I clicked on a link I saw on Twitter and it took me to Huffington Post where I got the entire detail about the rape incident which actually occurred two years ago. So Chantae Gilman is a mother of four and now pregnant with her fifth child and is facing charges of rape, after breaking into a man’s home and raping him while he slept. According to the victim, who was not named, he had attended a party earlier and had a long day, after which he went straight to bed, only to wake up later to see Gilman straddling him, his hands bound above his head and she was having non-consensual sex with him. He told her…

What Will You be Doing on Saturday, the 26th?

Yeah, you… I’m asking what you’d be doing on the 26th if you’re in Lagos. And that’s because Umari Ayim is inviting you all to the book reading of her novel, Twilight at Terracotta Indigo.   Yayyy!!! The details of the reading are as follows: Venue: Swe Bar, City Mall, Onikan, Lagos. Date: 26th July, 2014 Time: 1p.m to 3p.m The book will be selling for NGN2,000 only. Very cheap y’all. I will be there and I’d love to see you guys so that I can add faces to the names that graciously spend time with me here. So mark that day down. It will be fun. And just so you know that I’m not pulling your legs, here’s what I have for you. Read it and do longerthroat.   A short excerpt of “Twilight at Terracotta Indigo”.  Marlene woke up with a start, beads of perspiration on her    forehead. “A nightmare,”…

Test-The-Terone: To All the Men Married to Their Mothers

TO ALL THE MEN WHO ARE MARRIED TO THEIR MOTHERS I went to make my hair yesterday. I had a weave earlier but took it off because the lady that plaited my hair did it so tightly and gave me a boil on my scalp. After I healed, I went back to the salon to have braids done instead. The lady who plaited the hair was an apprentice and known as Iya Misturah. (forgive my spelling of Misturah if it’s wrong). I playfully told her that she owed me a bottle of malt and she laughed, replying in the same vein that she would buy me a whole carton instead. She washed my hair and dried it while waiting for my hairdresser to finish up with someone else’s hair. We got gisting in the salon and we were on the topic of overbearing mothers-in-law. Iya’s Misturah’s husband’s mother was one…

This Bey/Jay-Tiwa/Teebillz Affair and The Nigerian Culture by @AdaIzsna

This Bey/Jay-Tiwa/Teebillz Affair and The Nigerian Culture Nigerians, are you entertained? We have been entertained! Or have you not? Since the duo met, got married and started their journey together, we have been entertained. When Tiwa first came onto our screens, with ‘Kele Kele Love, from her failure to be what she aimed to be, having been held back by circumstances such as being Beyoncé’s backup singer, we accepted her into our homes. Little did we know there was an agenda to become her predecessor, indigenously. As time unfolded, we noticed little traits to suggest that she might indeed be walking in the very footsteps as Beyoncé with ‘Love Me x3’, but it was so subtle we could almost miss it for her versatile personality, that of course an artiste must possess. And then came, ‘Ife Wa Gbono’, and we loved her more, her innocence and sincerity debunked…

Test-The-Terone Why Must I Submit to My Husband

My husband and I wrote this post. This is his first and probably last feature here. Dude loves his privacy. But you must know that I did all the writing. He talked, mostly and shared pointers. Parts of it have been edited. So if you’re a wife or a husband or you want to get married soon, you might be interested in this post. When oga and I were discussing this topic, I prompted the following conversation. ME: Luv, are you stronger than me? OGA: Of course. ME: Are you smarter? OGA: No. I wasn’t shocked. He firmly believes in equality of the sexes. Still I piqued his mind. ME: Are you wiser? OGA: No. That’s one of the places I feel we’re equal. But if you ever beat me physically till it hurts, I should be taken to Kikirkiri to face a firing squad for being a disgrace to…

Book Review: Songs About AIDS 1

  Hi Guys, No Immortals’ Code today (don’t stone me please). In its place though, there’s an ebook giveaway! Yayy! Not written by me o. But you can sha come tomorrow for your Immortals’ Code 23. Here are my thoughts on the book I’m about to graciously give away. Songs About AIDS 1 should be just another basic comic about choices and consequences but it goes beyond and presents an absorbing angle on the dreaded disease that is claiming lives today. First of all, in case you didn’t know, this is World Aids Day. Should I say Happy AIDS Day? Nah…it would come out all weird. This first issue of Songs About AIDS is written by Seun Odukoya, art by Samuel Achema and Solomon Osafile and featuring cover colors by Wale Edu and Samuel Achema. Frank is a guy who starts from the bottom. But he is ready to conquer…

HE ALSO ASKED ME TO SIT ON HIS LAPS – WHAT PEOPLE DON’T WANT TO HEAR OR SAY ABOUT THEIR PASTORS

I didn’t want to write this story. Never ever! It’s one of those things as they say, one should cover up, especially when one considers the human beings involved. But I thank God that someone like Ese Walter came out and shared her story. I am not God, so I can’t disprove her and say she’s lying, nor can I say she’s telling the truth. I’m only here to share my own story because something has been stirred in me. Mine is a little different from hers but it runs along the same lines and I will combine it with a similar story because I want to expose a few things today. It is not easy to come out and share this. I stand to be judged for sharing it, especially by those who share the same faith as me and who have known me from home. But I make…

Only A Flame #ChildNotBride

I sat crouched at a corner of the room… With my arms circled around my folded knees. Another stream of tears rolled effortlessly down my cheeks as I relived the experience. I could still feel his fingers like the gentle slithery movements of a snake as he caressed my body. I closed my eyes….If only I could shut out the images… But No…. They were there… Refusing to leave…They came with such vivid clarity! Images of flailing arms … Fighting to keep away the evil that loomed above me. I remembered trying to scream… But I couldn’t hear the sound of my own voice. Randomly the images came, in no defined order. I recalled a struggle to retain my underwear as groping hands determined to take them off… The sound of a dress being torn… Then I remembered the slap! Like a thunderbolt, the impact had gone through my whole…

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