I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day.


I haven’t been my writing self lately… because life, because the universe; yet, the very sweet DeeGlamour (whom it took me about seven episodes of a post to convince how quite-awesome-a-writer that I am) still thought I was deserving of the Sunshine blogger award. How delightful is that? Thank you Dee. This came as a surprise, and makes for a perfect reason to come out of hiding. Thank you.

The Sunshine award is given to bloggers who are seen as inspiring and creative, and accepting it comes with the following rules:

  1. Thank the blogger for nominating them and link back to their blog.
  2. Answer the 11 questions asked by the blogger who nominated you.
  3. Nominate 11 other blogs and give them 11 questions to answer
  4. Notify your nominees; and
  5. List the rules and display the sunshine blogger award logo in your post.


  1. Why did you start up your blog?

I wanted to challenge myself, write better, push the limits, reach a wider and more diverse audience… beyond the facebook community. And I did!

  1. What keeps you pushing and inspires you to publish a post?

The thought that my burning thoughts may just be the answer to someone’s question, the reason for someone’s smile, or the very story someone’s been dying to tell.

  1. Do you blog as a hobby or because you intend to make it a vocation where you can earn?


  1. When did you realize that you needed to start blogging? And if you could write a book about yourself, what would the title be?

Sometime in 2012. There was this urgent need to take my posts off Facebook to a more organized and personal platform. Hm, a book? Let’s see… Indigo, maybe.

  1. What informed your decision to name your blog the way it is?

I see my blog as a diary… some place I can ramble and muse without fear of judgement or the need for structure and form.

  1. Are there times you said you were going to stop blogging? If yes, why did you feel that way and how did you overcome the temptation?

Hell yes! A lot of times. It has been a mix of feeling I have little or nothing to offer the writing and reading population, negative feedback, and sheer loss of words. But for the kind words and gentle nudges of people who have at some point believed in me (and those that still do), who make me feel like my writings can be a rainbow in someone’s dark clouds, I would have been long gone off this space.

  1. What is your biggest achievement since you started blogging?

My writing is so much better because of this space… so thank you WordPress; thank you fellow writers and bloggers; thank you readers. Your love, followership and trust have been my greatest achievement so far! Thank you.

  1. How do you feel when you put up a post and nobody drops a comment or two? Do you look out for comments or you just post?

I used to always look out for comments. I mean, there is just this feel to knowing you have touched someone strongly enough to make them do more than just “pass by” or “glance over/at” your post or page. But as age added on age, and experience mingled with fate, I began to believe a little better in my posts, and understand that the presence of comments or lack thereof on my posts do not and should never dictate how I feel about such posts, and more should never diminish the worth of my work in my own eyes. My work is largely, what I say that it is. And however bad or good it may actually be, there must be an audience for it; a soul to be saved, a heart to be touched, a day to be made, a passion to be kindled. So when the comments come, I am awed and tremendously grateful. When they don’t, I keep pushing the limits. The goal is to get better and then go on and get even better.

  1. Are you happy with your blog? If yes, do you intend to publish some parts of your blog posts for sale, maybe?

Absolutely delighted about my blog! Its look, feel and most of its contents. So, errm, well… maybe. Who knows what the future will bring? 🙂 

  1. What do you intend to do with your blog in two years time?

Err, time will definitely tell on this one! Hehe

  1. Finally, are you a foodie like me? If yes, do you even have a favorite food?

Errm, no, sorry. :p Lol!


Footnote Diary

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I am fast running out of questions, but here are a few things I am still mighty curious about my darling friend:

  1. What has writing taught you?
  2. How would you describe your writing genre?
  3. Favorite quote and by whom?
  4. If you could describe yourself in two words, what would you be?
  5. What endears a person to you? I basically just need some hacks on how to be your favorite crush? Humour me, please. Hehe
  6. If you were a color in a crayon box, which will you be, and why?

Thank you once again Dee. This means a lot– the acknowledgement of my shy and almost-insecure whisperings. I appreciate you.

© The Short Black Girl, 2017.


Zoe Du.

Dear Diary,

You know the kind of joy that besets your heart and sneaks into your eyes in the guise of tears? The kind that starts from the pit of your belly, and travels up through your diaphragm and blood vessels; and fuels your heart beat with untamed electricity; and sends your hormones a-bursting– flourishing throughout your being like a revelation of some sort— and then escaping from your lips in that solemn sound; like a gust of light wind– beautiful beautiful melody. It is the sound of your own laughter, but a little too different; so you place your hands over your mouth, afraid no one would understand your concerns…

That kind of joy is what I feel right now. I am not the best kind of friend… too often even, I fall short of expectations and refuse to do or say or try– because I don’t know how. But when someone somehow still finds a way of making my flaws look so beautiful, I tear up and tear down– and feel giddy; yet thoroughly undeserving. Zoe Du.

My flat mate, Zoe, made my day today; giving me a handwritten collection of poems (a late, yet never-better-timed birthday gift)– for me, about me, and more, for us– a souvenir of our days spent together in this beautiful strange land. I read through each page, and cried as I laughed. I am still in shock; still very much enthralled, and even unsure of how to say “thank you”. Zoe, your love and kindness is illuminating. How did I get so lucky?


Thank you Zoe, for every little big thing; the promise of your friendship and most importantly, for your ever ready smile. I appreciate you, through and through. I shall remember you, every now and every then. In every word, or hand-written note, or every smile, or gentle kindness– or even in the quiet of solitude; as fond memories of days walked along the enchanting sea-side keep me company…

for zoe

Here’s cheers to your very timely surprises, your beautiful mind, and indeed every inch of your being.

Thank you. ❤


© The Short Black Girl, 2016.

One year, and counting.


It was on this day last year that I recreated my blog. Before then, I really did think I was done… but oh what a fool I was. If I stopped writing, who’d keep me company?! It’s been some journey these past days and it’s hard to believe it’s a year already. I haven’t got words to express the immaculate mess that is me right now, in the wake of everything writing has gifted me… but I am grateful! For the pen, and the paper; the muse, and its readers.

It’s been fun! Writing through my Monday Musings, and Tuesday Confessions, the Poems and the almost- cliché stories… I have lived through these words, and grown through your comments. And it’s wonderful knowing that somehow, regardless of what I feel, there is someone out there who can well connect with me.

Like so many other bloggers would say, the stats don’t lie! So ‘m thankful to everyone that has much as visited, and those that ‘ve been so kind enough to make this place a home away from home. I am one of the most terrible friends that there can be on planet earth, but ‘m lucky to have you guys! Thank you for the encouragement, the support and the push. I hope you stick through still, as I grow on.

This is Me, thanking you for being you and saying Happy one year of reading Me.


© The Short Black Girl, 2015.

Turn up.


Yesterday, I told myself ‘you are all grown now. No, you mustn’t worry about tomorrow.‘ And so, I heeded. I tried to act like it was just gon be a normal day like every other one… but it wouldn’t skip my mind- the essence of that tomorrow of yesterday that is today. Friends called, texted, and whined… family lent their gifts, and although I remember vividly I had been the one to make sure to sing to their ears some one week before now that my birthday was coming up at so- so date, it warmed my heart.

And now, that tomorrow of yesterday is here. It’s today. My birthday. And much as I would have loved not to talk or muse or write about it, its overwhelming ambience ovefills me. I am thankful.

Today, I carry myself with Grace for that’s what the Almighty has gifted me with. I move around with so much love in my heart, for that’s how much my darling friends and family ‘ve shown me. I am grateful.

It’s a new year, and a new day, but ‘ve got my same smile on because I know it gets brighter with the reality of each day.

It’s 2103 babbie, let’s celebrate! #turnup #Godwin


© The Short Black Girl, 2015.

The new year awardee!!

About the award
This is an award given by bloggers to fellow bloggers. It affords the opportunity to appreciate, recognize and know more about the blogger behind the blog.

A Note of Thanks
I was nominated by Amity, the very lovely blogger whose works and deeds inspire me even more than she can think. I am floored that you find me inspiring, and this award right here means so much! I’d like to dedicate this award to everyone of you following my blog, reading and commenting because really without your supporting comments, I won’t be here. God bless you all!

Err, 7 things about Me, let’s see:
– I love love.

– I love art and the people that indulge in it. It makes me spellbound.

– I am a sapiosexual, yes.

– I am scopophobic. I hate stares, totally. (In between, thank you Sheedart for that word. Lool!)

– I am very weird, and I think that’s sexy. 😀

– I think I have contrasting personalities. The fun one, the shy one, the introvert, the extrovert, err.. #we are still discovering the others. 😀

– I feel so much, but show so little. Guess we all got to guard our hearts, eh? 😀

1. Thank the person who nominated you and add a link to their blog.

2. List the award rules so your nominees will know what to do.

3. State 7 things about yourself

4. Nominate up to 11 other bloggers for the award.

5. Contact your nominees to let them know you have nominated them.

6. Display the award logo on your blog.

My nominees are (and I break the rules again, albeit a little. Forgive me.):
http://www.sheedart.wordpress.com (yes baby, you’re a superstar. Lool!)
http://www.heedrizdepearl.com (haven’t read much from your blog, but ‘ve conversed with you, and it’s been inspiring and educating)

To everyone, Me says Thank you!!!


© The Short Black Girl, 2015.

December Note: Reflections, THE WOMEN.

I promised I was gonna do this in bits, and here’s the second part. Among the very awesome women that made my 2014 stand out, the very first that comes to mind over and over will be AMITY.

1. AMITY: She is an embodiment of awesomeness. I call her my god- sister in my head, but she’s more. She’s a friend, an e-mother, a motivator, an inspiration, and every good thing that can possibly come to mind. I met her on a BBM group through a friend, and through all of this time, she’s been a much needed blessing in my life. For all the times you kept me in mind, spoke kind words to me, got angry because I wasn’t the best I could be, prayed for me, lent an advice or two, understood the phases I was passing through, forgave me over and over again, I say GOD BLESS YOU AMITY. Words can’t describe how wonderful I feel having you as a friend, bhet I can swear it’s a beautiful feeling. Thank you for everyday. Thank you for speaking sunshine into my life. Thank you for making me feel good about what I do. Thank you for being my friend.

2. MAMA (MARGARET): I am not sure she’ll ever get to see this, but if she does, ALOHA MAMA! I met MAMA during my NYSC days. She makes one hell of a homely and lovable woman. There were times we disagreed on certain things and went days without talking, but in the end I would learn one or two beautiful lessons. She was a blessing in disguise. And for every thing you taught me MAMA, and everytime you thought well of me and did good for me, I say GOD BLESS YOU and KEEP YOU! Thank you.

3. LAWAL RODIAT (AKANKE): She’s not the typical kind of girlfriend that promises you chatty times at first sight, but a minute with her gets you cracked up. She’s an awesome lady, that would lecture you on just about anything from Finance to Business to Sports to Politics to Music or even Fashion and have you hanging your mouth wide open at how one person can be that versatile. She condoned me, and accepted me without reason; and went ahead to make my last few months @ Jos memorable, and for that I wanna appreciate you girl. For all the times you brought laughter into my life, I wish you immense happiness and good cheer!

4. ZAYTA KAMAL: This awesome lady I met on NAIJA STORIES made sure to keep in touch through my service year and that thoroughly warmed my heart. For that unexpected call on that night (I forget what day of the week it was), and the many times you hollered to drop a warm thought, I say GOD BLESS YOU. I feel honoured that you have me in mind, it means a whole lot.

There are many more people to appreciate but as I drop my pen today at this Juncture yet again, to all of you, I say THANK YOU for 2014. GOD BLESS YOU.


© The Short Black Girl, 2014.

December Note: Reflections, THE MEN.

Hm. So it’s that time of the year again where we sum up the summables, and draw up our books. ‘M sure we’ve all had a fair share of the varying shades of life in these 365 days, and ‘m particularly grateful because despite the overwhelming times, there were moments when I laughed till my belly ached; times when I felt so loved and in love; times when it didn’t matter what I was going through because there were people that made me see the light in every one tunnel and it’s because of these people that ‘ve decided to make a December note.

I met a lot of new faces during this year, made some new friends and relations, kept on with a lot of old acquaintances, and strengthened some fickle lines along the way. But despite the sea of memories and people, some stand out distinctly.

Today, I write about four men that made my 2014 wholesome the most they could.

1. Su’eddie Vershima Agema (The god- brother): I met Su’ on NaijaStories some years back and ever since, he’s been a shelter for the rainy days, offered a shoulder to rest my fragile frame, a diary for my worrisome thoughts, and a friend in need and in deed. He might not know how much he’s done by being a part of my life all this time, but then again, he just might be aware of how awesome he is because sometimes he never fails to flaunt that awesomeness in my face. Su’eddie Vershima Agema, I know ‘m all grown now, and you’re quite the grandpa yourself, here’s just appreciating you for every second of the day that you’ve made my happiness and safety your concern; and wishing that Aondo does the very best for you for that’s just what you deserve. Words fail me on the best things to say to you, but I am certain Aondo understands even my unspoken sentiments. God bless you brother!

2. Ayokunle Ogundare: I call him my brother on some days, and my boo on others. He has been a very supportive and wonderful friend all this time, and his belief in me even at times when I doubt myself has been overwhelming. We don’t see too often, but when we talk I feel the sincerity in every word; and how much he’ll do to help me be my best is beyond words… And for this, I appreciate you Ayokunle Ogundare and I wish the very best for you today, tomorrow and always. God bless you padi!

3. Adeyinka Adewuyi: Ah. My chicken, fish, crayfish and everything in between. There’s so much to tell about him. He would be that extra spice that God gifted me with in 2014, for all the laughter he brought into my life with his mere existence. Adeyinka Adewuyi, thanks for keeping in touch and staying in touch, thanks for putting up with my constant mood swings and hanging around for that moment when I become sweet again. Thanks for being so cool, fun and lovable, and thanks for all the inspirations you gave me when Marvin was still very much around. God bless you dear! You are awesome.

4. Jibola Bakare: Hm. This one friend I don’t know how to place really, but he inspired some of my best works in 2014. Ego, January Flash story, The fall, and a whole lot of others. He’s an exquisite artist, and some crazy guy. Jibola Bakare, thanks for the times you made my day, and most importantly, inspiring me on days when I was short of inspiration with your art, words and being. God bless you real good.

Of course, there’s a whole lot more I want to write and rant about; so many more people I want to recognise, but I guess I’ll do this in bits.

To everyone that made my 2014, I say thank you, and you mean so much to me.

© The Short Black Girl, 2014.