In piecing together a plotless narrative of unresolved dreams, with women who are adept at diagnosing each other’s flaws but incapable of training the same analytical gaze on their own experiences, Adichie has dutifully crafted characters that are messy and real.
The first crack in their relationship emerged after Ugola abruptly remarked on her close-shaven hair and its potential conspicuity amid a sea of wigs and weaves. She expected her bridesmaids to adhere to a strict uniformity.
For years, sexual harassers hid their predatory nature under their vocal but opportunistic support for women's rights, a heinous ploy that no longer seems tenable in the age of #MeToo.
Ten years after Nigeria ratified the UN Convention on Rights of People with Disabilities, a disability bill continues to ping pong between the legislative and executive arms of government. Frustrated by the lack of progress, disability activists, some of whom are disabled themselves, are calling for their rights to be recognised.
“Life is a shipwreck, but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats”
Winner of the 2024 Orwell Prize for political fiction, My Friends is not your typical immigrant tale in which the protagonist ultimately finds a semblance of security, stability and peace in the bosom of their adoptive home. Here, rather, fear is a pervasive, palpable feature for exiled Libyan writers and dissenters.
Or, the brazen grift of Troy Onyango, founder and editor of the literary site Lolwe.
Xaviere's novel is a welcome addition to the growing list of literature centring queer lives in African societies eager to deny their existence with claims that they are un-African or misguided vessels of Western immorality.
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