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      <title>For the love of writing....</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 04:32:51 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#10</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14633/10/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Sojourner&amp;#39;s sojourn ends here. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a minimalist, is it too much to ask for simplicity that actually works &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the time?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For five days now I&amp;#39;ve not been able to blog on Shoutpost. Maybe the site admin is working out some bugs - there are always bloody bugs to work out. I love the concept really, but I don&amp;#39;t have the patience to leave my thoughts hanging in limbo till they get around to fixi ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 04:32:50 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#10</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14581/10/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Down but not beaten&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ What happens when too many opinionated people get together in a room? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ It&amp;#39;s confirmed. I&amp;#39;m down with either malaria or a very terrible flu. I normally sleep off my illnesses. This evening however, when I woke up from a rejuvenating nap feeling like a truck had run me over in my sleep, I knew there was more to it than a bad flu. I can&amp;#39;t even describe how my head feels right now. It&amp;#39;s not a feeling I  ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 06:43:50 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#9</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14373/9/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mini Bytes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~What I thought would be a story about us is turning out to be a mini biography. A lot of things came a&amp;#39; pouring once the bolts on the floodgates loosened. That&amp;#39;s so typical of self. Give her a millimeter and she wants ten thousand miles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~I&amp;#39;m coming down with something. This afternoon as I lay on my bed with a stuffed nose and blanket pulled up the way to my chin, an idea popped into my head. I said to self, ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 12:12:36 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#8</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14320/8/</link>
         <description>&lt;p&gt;Self, I think I&amp;#39;m finally going to get around to it. Remember hubby has been hounding me about writing our story. And we do have something beautiful together, don&amp;#39;t we? You know the reason I&amp;#39;ve been hesitating don&amp;#39;t you? Yes, you do self. I&amp;#39;ve been too jealous and possessive of what we have to want to share. But sometimes we forget.&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;#39;t want that&amp;nbsp;to happen. I&amp;nbsp;don&amp;#39;t want to search the recesses of my mind and&amp;nbsp;poke through the folds of my m ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 08:37:28 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#7</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14197/7/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Umar Abubakar Sidi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know him. I only know his poetry and it moved me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/umarabubakarsidi&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WOULD NOT MIND...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asma&amp;#39;u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would not mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wou ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 16:49:02 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#6</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14191/6/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Some things never change&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I went to the passport office to get my international passport redone. Reason is I don&amp;#39;t like the photo, though it was issued just two weeks ago. Heaven knows what I was thinking. I looked like a market woman! The day it was taken I wasn&amp;#39;t prepared at all. I look at it now and I think to myself, &amp;quot;Is this the woman I want to be identified as for the next ten years?&amp;quot; (cause after  ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 15:17:15 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#5</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14115/5/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wooot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My short story finally appeared on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.africanwriter.com/articles/176/1/Telling-Mother---A-Short-Story-by-Nan-Owo/Page1.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;AfricanWriter&lt;/a&gt;. If I had been a little more patient I would have noticed the front page&amp;nbsp;is updated monthly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally I can proffer links to my writings and mouth rather smugly, &amp;quot;I have some finished works, too.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s a step.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;04/07/2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp; ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 13:33:21 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#4</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14057/4/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standing Naked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s how I&amp;#39;ve always felt blogging. As if I am standing naked before the world. As if I were a cadever lying on an operating table with students poking and prodding every part of my body. Exposed is the word. But it sounds forced. Naked is more voluntay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet I find it irresistable. The writer in me wants to express herself. The privacy freak in me castigates her for being too obvious about it. These two will never ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 14:58:17 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#3</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/14003/3/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Between me and her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never ask a man to choose between his wife and his mother. As a wife, try not to put him in a situation whereby he&amp;#39;s forced to choose between you both. You&amp;#39;ll only make a miserable man of him. And he might even hate you ever so slightly by putting him between the proverbial rock and a hard place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After getting married we had to stay at the family house for sometime, pending when we sorted ourselve ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 18:12:13 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#2</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/13931/2/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nyanya&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I find most appealing about Abuja is its newness. Unlike other major cities it doesn&amp;#39;t have that beat-down look; romantically put, that &amp;#39;rustic&amp;#39; look. Buildings are well planned and the roads slice through the city in an organized criss-cross. I&amp;#39;ve never been to the boreal regions where I heard the roads are excellent. In my book Abuja compares only to Calabar.... for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But that&amp;#39;s in town. I stay in Nyan ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 07:51:07 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>#1</title>
         <link>http://www.shoutpost.com/read/nantokwo/13883/1/</link>
         <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just when everything is under control something goes entirely wrong. Right now I don&amp;#39;t know what is wrong... but I have a niggling feeling something is not right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really miss my baby and nothing can change that sad reality. I wonder how he&amp;#39;s doing, what he&amp;#39;s doing, where&amp;#39;s he&amp;#39;s doing it and who is there with him.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I get jealous of the very place he is. Why should he be THERE instead of  ...</description>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 07:23:42 -0700</pubDate>
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