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Today, I woke up with the sunâ €
Sefi Atta is my favourite author, right now. I love reading about a character's growth from childhood to adulthood and Sefi does it perfectly here.
I hope this video is calming for you.
Writing is not a thing that I do by choice. It is impossible for me not to write. Stories that I have in me must be written. I lose sleep over them. Turn them over in my head, day after day, until they find their home on a page.
"Age has erased some things from my mind. Now, forty years on, I still remember the seconds before the accident. I still loved my mother, then. If I had gotten married, I wonder if I would’ve yelled at my husband the same way if he, like Father, came home with only one of my two children." - an excerpt from the story.
"Love is or it ain't.
Adulthood has been a strange journey to embark on. I had thought that the age of enlightenment was eighteen. I thought that once I turned that age, I would finally feel secure in myself and have my life figured out. But eighteen came and went in a rather insignificant fashion. Then nineteen and twenty arrived in the same way. I marked the passing of age without feeling any wiser, or more experienced. I think the expected learning and growth happens after the birthday itself. That is only a single day, after all.
A Woman's Body Is A Country By Dami Ajayi ☀
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