TAMI’S NOTE: The original epilogue was much longer and consisted of two parts, the latter delivered by no other than Mex Orlando. It’s no secret I’m a huge Backstreet Boys fan, as is Doris, but two respected doctors dancing to a BSB tune in front of a studio audience on prime time TV? Too cheesy […]
Bitter Perceptions began as a Nollywood screenplay with the working title Diana Duru: The Last Fifteen Years. Unable to pitch the script to film producers, my project was abandoned for many years after my return to the UK. The idea came after recalling an old Prime People story on a man cursed by a woman […]
After discovering I’ve gained admission into secondary school via late entry, will Dad let me go?
The way Tami tells it.
I’m Tami, and you’ve probably read my articles and short stories on TNC, Nairaland, and Okada Books. After posting my work on other sites, I’m branching out on my own, starting with the relaunch of my blog formerly known as The Naija Brit. My newest short stories, updated posts, and my personal opinion feature here, […]
Liberation was the first, but The Other Woman’s Wedding helped me get my name out there. And the stories keep on coming…
I attended boarding school in Aba. I expected lodgings, learning, and lifelong friends. I experienced hell. TOOBS is my story.
She glared at the culprits like a brooding judge presiding over a murder trial before addressing the rest of the class. “When lessons start, I expect you to sit at your desks and pay attention. Everything should be done at the right time, or you’ll find yourselves in big trouble,” she declared, pointing her cane […]
After two years, I’ve finally returned, and this time I’m here to stay. I’ve spent the last two years reinventing myself as a writer, testing the waters with my short stories before moving to the next level. Despite the hardship that comes with holding down a job and planning characters and storylines without a PC […]
When I was growing up in London back in the day, I was not fully aware of racism. As most of my readers are aware, I grew up in a predominately-white neighbourhood with my mostly white friends where we all looked up to white role models (pops stars, children’s television presenters, etc), and played with […]