About This Blog

Poems, fiction or non-fiction. There’s a time for everything…

Do you fancy poetry? Thus far, I’ve published two poetry collections i.e. “Love, don’t Fear” and “Do Lend Me Your Ears”. They’re available on Amazon. However, you will also find some of my poems here: see blog categories

If you’re a new writer or author, watch out for posts on creative writing and book publishing. I love to talk about nerdy stuff like editing or more fashionable matters e.g. book marketing. You will find an occasional expert interview here too… By the way, I’m a freelance writer/editor as well. You’ll find more information about my writing/editing services here.

If you’re a dreamer – dreaming that one day, maybe… you will become a published author – please stick around… This blog shall help you find what you need to turn your dream into reality.✍🏽

I know you’ll be bettered (don’t confuse with ‘battered’) because you were here. And I hope you keep on coming back… until the end of time. I know – “until the end of time” sounds a bit dramatic. But yes, there’s some drama here too, and inspiration! On that note, subscribe to receive the first chapter of my novel, in the making, “Come Wind or Sun”.

Oh, I almost forgot! Expect a few talks about racial diversity and inclusion – mainly black and white – that’s what I know. I’ll conclude with what someone once told me:

“Not location, not race, not skin colour make the basis of a friendship or love but the heart and soul.”

Share your thoughts with me and do share this space with family, friends and… enemies too. They might become your allies if you do… I’m so glad you’re here! If you feel the same way please follow this blog. 🙂

9 thoughts on “About This Blog

  1. Monika? Talking about similar experiences? From the first paragraphs about your love for learning to the similarity of our blogs? It’s me! At first sight, we connect. I am following. Much love, thiaBasilia. 🙂

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  2. Keep doing good work Madam.
    I Love this: “As his body lay motionless on the hard British soil, his life flashed before his eyes. He missed Accra’s hot red sands that used to burn his bare feet.”

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