FREE BY NTEN MPAMA
Nten is a teenage girl who loves putting her thoughts to paper. Writing is to her what food is to the body. She is a ferocious reader and an avid lover of poetry. She also loves to bake and eat what she bakes. Her faith is probably the most important part of her life. She lives in Calabar with her family. I’m hurt in places you’ll never see Broken in ways you’ll never understand So, I’m sorry but, I’m not sorry ‘Not sorry for standing up ‘Not sorry for speaking I’m not sorry I’m not the ‘ideal woman’.. The one who caters to your every whim I’m too broken for that The flames of life have burnt me too many times But each time, I arose stronger Just like the Phoenix, I’ve arisen from my ashes Stronger and yet more beautiful So, I’m sorry, those chains don’t hold me Those…
The Right Time By Innocent Philip | Chapter Two
CHAPTER TWO JOY The red lettered day came and all the fair maidens from all classes trooped down to the Major’s palace. It was that hour that Madam Branda knew what the traditional regalia under her bed was meant for. She called her husband and together they called their daughter and asked if she was interested in going for the display and she said, “Yes.” Madam Branda dressed her up. She was asked to kneel down and thus, Mr. Kelvin and Madam Branda prayed for her. Then Mr. Kelvin took her to the Palace. When Shantel got to the Palace stage, she danced her heart out and even Mr. Robinson admired her. Shantel found favour in the sight of Mr. Churchman. He questioned her and found out all the things about her. Then finally, he proposed marriage to her but she was not carried away. Shantel on her part knew…
FEEL LIKE HE DID BY OFEM UBI
I am tired of the green grains of cereal you offer me in take away packs I’m fed up with the CL sugary liquids you give me No offense but I need more than that I’m tired of chasing you in highways being offered nothing but chicken change that holds no trust of guarantee what my next second might be I’m a child with no choice so I do as told I’m tired of holding your loins and hands because mom said I must bring back something tangible else I’m as useless as a dead finger battery I’ve become nothing but a silent noise A product of a broken home, a one night stand, deadly war, violence and molestation some call me refugee I’m a candle in the wind And my light is slowly dimming My wax is almost burnt away I’m a typical definition of “Anywhere belle face ”…
BROTHER SLY BY EKENE NGOKA
Church was simply the excuse Obi used to get close to Ada. “Sister” was the name his boldness could let him call her, he always said that with a big grin wrapped around his face. The spiritual visions he saw drew Ada closer to him as she perceived his prayer life like that of the Bible’s Prophet Elijah. At some point, he counseled her about his revelation, that the hand of God could not help her with university admission because she was saucy and impertinent towards men. Since almost no girl in the village could refuse Brother Obi’s advances, he was not willing to let this church girl slip away. He carefully paved a path for himself in her heart through his determination and dirty revised strategies. He devised skillful tricks to shove off her dim-witted resistance. The marriage proposal became his best bet, this made Ada melt to his…
The Right Time By Innocent Philip | Chapter One
CHAPTER ONE TEARS Mr. Kelvin’s hut was situated twenty-four miles from the District of James Town, just before the Katagum Forest. Mr. Kelvin lived with his wife and two children. Their living in a hut just before the great Katagum forest showed that they were even worse than church rats. Before then, Mr. Kelvin just like every other human lived in the big district of James Town but he was banished because he was too poor. James Town was also nicknamed Architectural Haven and was well designed. Houses were not built separately but were built in groups. The rich people in James Town pulled their resources together to build housing estates. If there were ten people in a group then ten houses were to be built, alongside ten shops for the wives of the estate owners. “Which class do I belong to?” Wondered Mr. Kelvin all the time. “Or maybe…
I Found a Place to Borrow Books For an Entire Year With Just 3k and Less
Yes, I really found a BookStsore in Calabar, just behind Rabana Pharmacy, where I could borrow books for an entire year with just a miserly amount of 1k-3k, depending on the kind of book you want to borrow. Want to hear another awesome thing? You can keep the book with you for as long as you want. No kiddings! You could also buy books there. See the flyer for contact details
MEET BLANKPAPERZ YOUNG WRITER OF THE MONTH (DECEMBER)
Innocent Warri Philip was born on the 10th of November. He is a Nigerian novelist and a playwright who has written books for over two years. He obtained his first school leaving certificate from Government Primary School, Anantigha and then proceeded to Government Secondary School, Anantigha. His hobbies include writing, singing, cooking, and teaching. Young Innocent happens to be the very first Blankpaperz Young Writer of the Month. I first met Innocent at Government Secondary School Anantigha at the sunrise school tour. The moment Mr. Chibuzor handed the mic to him, he distinguished himself as a novelist and much more. Mr. Chibuzor asked him to write a story and within a few days, he filled a twenty leaves exercise book with a fantastic story about a Katagum forest, a poor Mr. Kelvin who lives in squalor and-and Evil Town Major. He dedicated this story to The Sunrise crew and with…
The Right Time By Innocent Philip | Introduction
DEDICATION I dedicate this book to God because He is the giver of everything. Also to my aunty, Mrs. Esther Samuel and to the Sunrise Gospel Organization. INTRODUCTION This story is all about Mr. Kelvin, his wife Madam Branda, and their two children, Shantel and Austin. They lived in a hut near the great Katagum forest. Their living there was not by choice but because they had no other option. Before then, like every other human being they lived in a big town known as James Town. However, because they were poor, the Major of James Town, Major Robinson banished them. One day Madam Branda went to her farm to harvest and her father’s spirit appeared to her. He gave her a prophesy. After a while, a white man named Mr. Churchman came to James Town as well. Maidens were brought to dance before him but the presence of Shantel…
Blankpaperz December Giveaway Winner Announced!
It is with great pleasure that I announce to you that the winner of the Blankpaperz December Giveaway is … Idongesit Okon! Congratulations I.D for being our first winner. Please come and claim your prize soon and read something amazing this December! Blankpaperz is proud of you. . . . Other winners include Solomon Ikpeme Naana Abena Ekene Ngoka
THE VOICE OF ADAM BY OFEM UBI
You were a subtraction of my sum The genesis of disobedience A formula that diluted my established equations I was content with the authority he delivered to me like a Christmas passel With wisdom vast enough to identify every other lesser creature by name My nights and mornings were peacefully orchestrated by the songs of chipping birds I was president of Eden The masses had a fair share of their dully deserved national cakes I could relate with them like we were made of same liquid clay You were made from me, a descendant of my Father’s creation I knew not the definition of shame so my private skin was left open to the full glare of my subjects I was king until you showed up like cancer, eating up my essence to the core Liquidating the assets of my existence You made me grow bankrupt of ideas to run…
Blankpaperz December Giveaway
1. How old will Chimamanda Adichie’s novel Purple Hibiscus be by the year 2070? 2. Is the book Hitting Budapest a war story? An epilogue? A broomstick? A short story or a novel? 3. What was Daniel’s Chaldean name? 4. In only two short sentences, one for each question. a. Why do you want to win this giveaway? b. I think your answers are wrong, don’t you think so too? . . . Mail your answers to admin@blankpaperz.com May the best answer-er win! Please make sure you stay in Calabar too in case you win, so I can easily locate you for your gift prize! Merry Christmas!
WEDNESDAY SERIES | THE SUICIDE NOTE 4 BY EDIKAN AKPANTE
THE BEGINNING OF MY WOES Fate decided to rub salt in my wounds when my father was sacked. There had to be a retrenchment of some public servants in the state due to the economic recession and my father was one of the unlucky ones. Of course, this was a big blow on the family. Mother wasn’t working, she was just managing my father’s school but my father said there was no more money to run the school therefore that left my two parents jobless. And I declined from the position of a first-lady with all glamor and hatred to that of a fantasy princess with no glamor, yet hated. We left for the city. Before now, we were living in my father’s town. “There are many business opportunities in Uyo,” my father’s friends had advised. “Akwaibom ado ok”. With dad’s savings, we were able to cram into a single-room…
You and I by Vivian Odey
You slumber, I sleep you feast, I eat you laugh, I chuckle you travel far and wide, I imagine far and wide You say “thank you lord” I say “God why me?” You get all you ask for I get all I never ask for You are the voice of the people I am a voiceless voice you are postrated for I am shouted upon You commit a major crime It is swept under the carpet I commit a minor crime I am sentence to life imprisonment You and I Are two parallel lines That can never meet Why not? You and I Are two parallel lines That can meet In death you and I Will meet again Behold, death is our common Ancestral lineage Because you and I Can not stop for death, It will kindly and willingly Stop for us. So Let you and I Experience the bitter…