Don’t complain that you have no ideas. Just start. Look around you, there is so much to write about. Scenery, experiences , overheard conversations, dreams, happenings around the world, the list is endless.
Write to escape, to make sense of life, to feel better, to channel your anger and other emotions. Write to teach and inspire. (I love this word so much it’s part of my brand name).
Take these ideas and create something beneficial and useful. It’s your talent/ability/skill. Use it to add colour to life, to give unheard people amplification,to bring issues to the front burner, to shut out the noise and bring quality.
Put pen to paper….Your fingertips to your keyboard and write away! P.S.- when you notice I am in a writer’s block….Please remind me of these words.
Let’s do this together. Have a great day.
A train crashes and derails following a storm in the Norwegian mountains.
The passengers find refuge in a hotel close by. As the hours turn into days, a couple of them turn up dead.
A wheelchair-bound former detective has to contribute her skills and intuition to get to the root of the matter.
First Scandinavian read. Brought back memories of Agatha Christie’s Murder on the Orient Express.
The translation was obvious from the first few pages. The sentences were strung together differently. It still retained enough dark humour , sarcasm and emotion to make the mystery and suspense easier to bear.
In small sections, the author veers off for fleeting insights about family, politics, disability, religion and sexuality.
Like the storm , the book seemed to be going on forever but eventually picks up pace and culminates in a haha! moment.
However, the ending after the ending left no clues, no answer , no closure! So confusing.
Fun fact- the author is a former Minister of Norway.
Kindly share your experiences with this book.
The àmì on the author’s name made me translate the title into Yoruba subconsciously and there! I got a loose idea of what the book was centred on – Àbíkú.
However , nothing prepares you for the twists and turns, the suspense and carefully woven tapestry of this work, the ending that is as unexpected as it is beautiful. All of this makes Stay With Me such a fantastic piece.
The plot mirrors common but rarely discussed experiences. In it, you are made to feel the pressure, frustration and all other emotions of a childless couple in 80’s South West Nigeria.
You feel the pain of betrayal, the rawness of deception, the calculation and misguided love in the ties connecting Akin and Yejide to Funmi, Dotun, Moomi and other characters. Witnessing the darkest side of each’s persona still does not make you judge them. Such is the candour of Ayòbámi’s presentation.
Perhaps what made this book so striking is the familiarity of the setting.
It is amazing how the author manages to incorporate so many themes in a concise and enjoyable read. Among them are life in Nigeria’s military era; escaping poverty to middle class through education; retaining core aspects of cultural heritage nonetheless; dedication and sacrifice of mothers; sickle cell disease and mental health.
It provides insight into the overwhelming importance placed on having biological children, how this leads to desperation, unforseen circumstances and uncontrollable consequences that defy best laid plans. Societal expectations are seen to be more stringent on women. Even self-proclaimed feminists are not spared.
P.S I would love to know more about Akin. For me, he was the most layered and interesting character.