Friday, April 23, 2010


I am a writer and I have never failed to acknowledge that. At
times,words seem far fetched ,especially when you are after something.
I got a good opportunity,to work and enjoy the fruits of my labor but
that is threatened by a lot of things,most of which are dreadful. I
heard some close people talk bad about others and it hit me that a
writer has to be an eavesdropper,at times we don't mean to but we have
to,how else would we create such awesome dialogue? Am just glad that
am well rested and far away from people who could have made me hate
the art of listening in on a conversation. Now the sun is killing me
in kisumu city,gotta play with my nephew,and write some more.

Totally awesome!