About Me
I am Chuma Nwokolo, writer, advocate. If you like poetry, you should read my Memories of Stone. If you are into fiction, try my Diaries of a Dead African or The Ghost of Sani Abacha.
If you don't read much, beyond blogs and stuff, you'll probably love my Extinction of Menai, Diary of a Witch-Doctor's Writer-in-Residence, and a dozen other novels of that ilk, because they're not yet published.
Welcome to my blog.
curiouser n curiouser Archive
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What’s for Lunch?
Posted on September 8, 2011 | 2 CommentsOkada may refer to: ...commercial motorcycles in Nigeria;.... Wikipedia -
The Vennyans are Coming
Posted on November 16, 2010 | No CommentsIf you are trapped in the lift with your smartphone today and Maintenance doesn’t arrive for an hour, don’t waste that time on games, or Facebook, or in googling yourself.... -
Happy Birthday, DoaDA
Posted on October 22, 2010 | No CommentsOnce you open the pages of a novel you see, you embark fully into the realm of fiction.. -
Banning Glasses from British Pubs
Posted on September 30, 2010 | 1 CommentSooner or later we will have to address the real solution: how to ensure that the modern 21st century family can produce civilised citizens who can drink out of glass glasses, rather than hooligans. -
Why South Africa is not really a Country
Posted on September 19, 2010 | 9 CommentsHistory starts everyday. 2010's rash of 50th anniversaries is another opportunity for African nations (some more urgently than most) to look again with an objective blend of subjectivity at their most-referenced bastion of identity, the Name. -
Making (& unmaking) a State in the Name of Art
Posted on December 22, 2009 | 2 CommentsAlex Hartley's Nowhereisland Project has Chuma Nwokolo wishing for a Ministry of Common Sense. -
Finding Thinkstone
Posted on April 2, 2009 | 1 CommentIt may be exiled here in Guernsey but it is still its own self. It still bears a rough facet that will match the cliff from whence it was chipped, whether on the cliffs of Sark or Mauritania. It is craggy and inarticulate. Gruff, dour. Unamenable. Almost obsidian, dense. -
The Mirror Test of Identity Relations
Posted on March 27, 2009 | 6 CommentsThere are many cultural offerings, much religious heritage, that travel from one culture to the other. This is the nature of cultural community, this perpetual cross-fertilization of peoples and ideas.... -
Mwai Kibaki and the case of the Phantom Wife
Posted on March 5, 2009 | 1 CommentThe First Lady of Kenya is an elderly woman. She does not exactly have the left jab of Britain's John Prescott, who punched an egg-thrower back in 2001. -
Books for Hire in Lagos
Posted on March 4, 2009 | 1 CommentHe then said something that has remained with me since then: He said that those who want to read, who hunger for knowledge, will never steal books but will instead hurry to share them.