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Writers’ Q&A

Akwantuo wants to interview writers for an occasional series on the habits and inspiration of writers of all levels and publication experience. If you’re interested in taking part, email me (akwantuo AT gmail DOT com) for some questions that will be published here and on Facebook!

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Why I Write…Non-Fiction

Because the story of me matters.
Because what I see, hear, smell, touch, taste matters.
Because I am learning who I am. And non-fiction teaches me who I am.
It exposes me. It makes me uncomfortable. Squeamish. Regretful.
Proud, joyous. Alive.

Join me. June 15, at Felicia’s Spot, in Cantonments, Accra

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June 15 - Accra Workshop

June 15 - Accra Workshop

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Write Your Story! Accra Non-Fiction One-Day Course

Developing and maintaining a regular habit of writing is one of the most challenging tasks for any writer, beginner or experienced. It’s especially hard when life invades – work, relationships, family. Join me in Accra on June 15 for a one-day non-fiction writing workshop where we will work through the blocks that keep you away from your writing desk. Email me at akwantuo@gmail.com for more information and to register!

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Ananse

When the dead emerge to sun themselves
In your shade, you overhear their well-rehearsed
Complaints about the living. I died a while ago, and yet
I live – a spare ghost. It is not the dying I regret,
It is the lingering that crumbles my baked-clay
Soul. There must be a point to disengagement
Of body and soul, each to its primeval husk.

You; both man, both spider, have lived a long
Time, and know every crack and crevice between
Dead and living. I do not need a sorcerer to exorcise
My recesses; nor a physician, for I have stepped
Beyond potions and their healing claims. Only, tell me.
What does the dead me say, about the living me?

L.S. Mensah

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