I'm soooooo glad I escaped that world and its pretentiousness. Nigerian writing is circumscribed by the aura of Wole Soyinka. Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooring. Get it. Why do people respond to my work with such laughter and fanfare? Because it is not boring, like most Nigerian writing.
And that their poetry... gousha... what misery. Now there are noteworthy Nigerian writers. Of them only Ben Okri has any sort of hope of transcending the crap they are churning out, praised by the Lords and fools of England. You just don't know... you just don't know..
Thursday, February 22, 2007
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