Are you ready? Yes. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Good. Don’t be late. I’m anxious to see you. Meet me in the center of the gardens. Me too. See you soon! Pomaa’s heart rammed …
Author: Malaka
One did not walk into Butterflae Brides Boutique without possession of three things: 1) generous budget, 2) a clear idea of what kind of gown one wanted, and 3) a firm wedding date. Madame Okoye did …
There was a robust debate out there on the Twittersphere yesterday, and it all stemmed from a simple Facebook status published by BBC’s Komla Dumor: Is it harder for a highly educated African woman to find …
Miguel clasped his palms around the mug of hot tea and cast a furtive glance towards the kitchen. Jasmine was bending over the stove, delicately pulling out a tray of sweet rolls she had kneaded and …
Dear Adventurers: Fate and her seven breasted sister, Fortune, have smiled upon me and have provided a most marvelous surprise. I’m coming home for my first book reading in Accra in one week! *Yay! Backflips! Cue …
I was trawling through the entertainment pages of a Ghanaian online news source and saw an interesting headline. I love when a woman slaps me – Captain Planet Ei. Why? I read on. Not to …
As I mentioned in the vlog, I didn’t have my first sexually induced orgasm until two years into my marriage. It’s not because my husband is a crap lover, but rather because I had …
Most things were still the same. Hot chocolate was still sweet, the kitchen floor was still cold to the touch of the soles of her feet, and when the wind blew, it tickled Nomsa’s cheeks. Some …
Lerato folded her hands behind her head and leaned back in her swivel chair. An air vent hummed softly above her and suddenly puffed a blast of warmth into her face. She jumped, startled. When she …
I’m a Ghanaian woman, hybrid as I may be, but Ghanaian none-the-less. I have done everything a Ghanaian child of my gender was meant to do: I got good (or decent) grades in school. I never …