The Warrior by Ty Patterson

So, it's still a day to go before the end of Black History month and here's another fantastic African American novelist. Enjoy... 

Ty Patterson is a writer who has literally just come on the scene. This is his first book and he says it was inspired and challenged by his wife and son. I'm going to be a 'famzer' (Nigerian speak for brownnoser) and call him my friend because it was clear when we struck up a conversation on twitter, that for a fella who's been compared with the likes of David Baldacci, James Patterson and Lee Child, he is remarkably humble and easy going.

I found that inspiring but not surprising. Anyone who has sold tea, dug trenches, sold leather goods and lived in more than one continent gains such an understanding of life and people that begets humility. Follow him on twitter @pattersonty67

Genre; Fiction. Published; Dec. 10, 2012. 

Plot/Synopsis

Zeb Carter is a private military contractor who is hired to find things and people gone missing or kidnapped. 

“We want you to go to the DRC, find out who those guys are, and what the fuck they’re up to. No action. Just investigate and report.”

He is sent to DRC (Democratic Republic of Congo) to gather intel on other mercenaries who were sent there to keep the peace and train the DRC army but have gone rogue and are now hijacking mines and selling the ore, raping the women and girls and terrorizing the villagers in the process to instill fear and cooperation. 

In Congo and under guise of a charity worker helping to build thatch huts and schools, Major Zeb gets gossip  from the villagers who are sensitive to sympathy after being brutalized by soldiers-native and foreign alike. Some villagers even identified a few of the mercenaries from the agency's photos he showed them and by now Zeb has a full dossier on the soldiers and their atrocities. He decides to go on a surveillance to a few villages in north and south Kivu to see firsthand before heading back to the United States. 

After watching a couple of villages from afar, at the third village his love for action and inability to see evil go unpunished spurs him to go into the village. The devastation he meets in the huts in the form of hundreds of raped and battered women and young girls and dead children moves him to ignore the orders he's been given to play a passive role and gather intel only. He takes out half of a team of six that he meets in the process of raping and strangling women and girls while the other three members escape.

Back in New York, he gets debriefed and sets about forgetting what he saw in DRC but not the other half of the rogue team that he caught red-handed in the village raping women and girls that night in Congo. Zeb, working with Broker, a long time friend and ex-service colleague but now an informations expert identifies the leader of the pack as Carsten Holt and the team as ex-Seal. Zeb begins a hunt for him, which soon uncovers a plot that encompasses federal agencies and high ranking political figures. 

In an arranged meeting surrounded by the Feds, Mendes, one of the men he happened upon in his last night of surveillance in Congo, makes his demand to be given the kind of immunity deal that their leader, Holt had been given by the FBI or go public with information he has on the Al-Qeada dealings in Congo. He fatally underestimates Zeb when he tries to shoot him publicly and ends up dead before he can even fully train his gun on him. 

The Balthazars

Zeb's older sister and only living family, Cassandra used to be aide to the Secretary of State but is now an academician and once he gets back from Congo, he goes to pay her a visit. He meets a family, Connor, Lauren Balthazar that are her neighbors and their young son, Rory, forms a liking to him. Over the next few weeks, he's forced to pay them more visits and develops a friendship with the family. Coincidentally, Connor is a journalist who is writing an expose on mining in Africa by western companies with special reference to Alchemy, a mining company owned by a serving senator. The senator turns out to be corrupt to his eyeballs and involved in child labor and other crimes going on in the mines. Connor's wife and son get kidnapped when he publishes the story and tries to gets a statement from the senator about his involvement with the atrocities in the Congo mines.

A rogue mercenary 

Holt, the leader of the ex-Seal team that was operating in the village the night Zeb barges in on them is back to New York city and under protection of the FBI. Zeb and Broker have been researching and digging further information on him at the same time leaving messages for Holt to smoke him out of hiding. On their return from a camping trip with the Connors, all evidence that the journalist Connor had been waiting for to complete his expose is ready and in it incriminating evidence of the Senator working with Holt aka Joop who is apparently a Mr Fix-It hired by the company and to use child labor and whatever else necessary in the mines to avoid reduced production. 

The novel crescendoes when Zeb assisted by Broker goes on a rescue mission to Holt's house for Connor's wife and kid that were being held there. Zeb doesn't make it out alive but the mission was successful in that they kill Holt and rescue Lauren and Rory. At his funeral, lots of people who he has helped over the years turn up to bid him farewell and it is quite a moving scene when they find out the tough unsmiling investigator they knew was once married and had a child. His sister explains to them that his wife and child were captured and killed in front of him by terrorists a long time ago. 

Review

First off, the negative for me is that I don't get how this is the first in a series when the lead character dies at the end of the novel. Other than that, this was a great read.

Ty Patterson writes in easy style and carries his readers from Africa to New York with so much fluidity that one does not jump at the change. I liked that the main character had a depth to him and Patterson's use of music by having the lead character play such an exotic instrument was unusual yet interestingly entertaining..

Characterization always grabs my attention and the characters of this book were totally to my liking. Strong and well defined, military characters, several well spaced action scenes, and recurring humane qualities are some of my favorite things in a book. I read The Warrior in two days (yes, could've been less as it's not a big book but my 5-month old baby demands my attention at all times of the day :-) ). Ty Patterson has written a book that I can put amongst my Top Ten Thrillers. . 

The plot was realistic enough although the end left me yearning (I wanted to see that miraculously, Zeb didn't die, yeah yeah I know, cliche! cliche!) However, Broker and Bwana finishing off the last member of the rogue team was very satisfactory. I know I won't be forgetting Major Zeb anytime soon (he's the kind of character that sticks in your memory) and I can't wait to read the sequel.

Rating: 4 stars

Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston

Zora Neale Hurston

She is an American anthropologist and author of four novels and over fifty short stories, play and essays. Their Eyes Were Watching God was written during her fieldwork in Haiti with the Guggenheim Foundation. 

Genre; Fiction, novel. Publisher; J.B. Lippincott. Pages; 256. 

 
After hearing so much about this book and seen the film like twice already, i decided to read it and put it up under Black History Month as it is written by a African-American writer and has some interesting history to it..

It was published in September 18, 1937, a time when blacks were facing racism, being largely persecuted, lynched, faced massive unemployment and political disenfranchisement. Their Eyes Were Watching God was not originally well received but made a comeback to be amongst the pioneering books of African-American literature,and it was listed in 2005 by TIME in its 100 best English language novels. 

The book has been adapted into several plays, a film in 2005 which was executive produced by Oprah Winfrey, directed by Darnell Martin and starred Halle Berry, Michael Ealy and Terrence Howard. It was made into a radio play in 2011 for BBC World Drama. The film and cast have gotten awards and nominations in the Golden Globe and Emmy amongst several others awarding bodies.

Plot 

Set in central and southern Florida in the early 20s and inspired by some real life events e.g. the hurricane at the end of the novel, the tumultuous relationship with Tea Cake.

Excerpts

“Two things everybody’s to tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin’ fuh theyselves.” 

”You sho loves to tell me whut to do, but Ah can’t tell you nothin’ Ah see!”

“Dat’s ‘cause you need tellin’’ Joe rejoined hotly. “It would be pitiful if Ah didn’t. Somebody got to think for women and chillun and chickens and cows. I god, they sho don’t think none theirselves.”

”Dey gointuh make ‘miration ‘cause mah love didn’t work lak they love, if dey ever had any. Then you must tell ‘em dat love ain’t somethin’ lak uh grindstone dat’s de same thing everywhere and do de same thing tuh everything it touch. Love is lak de sea. It’s uh movin’ thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.”

"The men noticed her firm buttocks like she had grape fruits in her hip pockets; the great rope of black hair swinging to her waist and unraveling in the wind like a plume; then her pugnacious breasts trying to bore holes in her shirt. They, the men, were saving with the mind what they lost with the eye.”

Synopsis
Told with wit and wisdom, it's a southern love story told by a woman who evolves from a teenager to a woman through three marriages and a difficult life. 

The lead character is a forty-something year old woman named Janie Crawford who tells her life story in a flashback that is compartmentalized by her three marriages to three men.
Janie is a product of rape; her grandma; Nanny, was a slave who was raped by her owner, and gave bith to her ma who was also raped by her school teacher. Janie's ma becomes a drinker and eventually runs away leaving Janie to be cared for by her grandma. In a bid for a better life for Janie, her grandma marries her off to an older man and farmer, Logan Kilick whom she believes will take care of her and give her a life that she can not give herself. Janie however has ideas of what a marriage should be (that of love and partnership from an early memory where she sees a bee pollinating a pear tree) and they do not correspond with Logan's who wants a helper rather than a lover. Janie's  grandma dies and very lonely and unhappy, she runs off with a smooth talking young man;Joe Starks, to Eatonville.
At Eatonville, Starks quickly recognizes the needs of a forming town and gets himself a piece of land, opens a general store and gets himself to be appointed as mayor by the people. He soon begins to treat Janie as a trophy wife/property and controls her movements and activites in order to curtail other men looking at her and her body. 

He controls and tries to mold her into what he thinks is the ideal image of a wife for his position as mayor and forbids her from engaging in certain social activities and even instructed her to cover up her hair always. Joe dies from a failing kidney but not before Janie forces herself to confront him and tell him what the town really thinks of him and who she really is that he would not see or let her be.
After Joe dies, Janie is left in charge of his wealth and the store and finds herself a target of lots of suitors all of whom she turns down. Because of her wealth and their age difference, she is hesitant to a gambler, Tea Cake, who shows her kindness and treats her nicely, but she soon falls in love with him, sells the store and they move to Jacksonville and get married. Janie soon realizes that this is the love marriage she always wanted, even though theirs is a tumultous love affair and it's not long before they start having problems in their marriage with mutual jealousy. The part of town they move to (the muck) gets hit by a hurricane and while Tea Cake is trying to save Janie from drowning and a rabid dog, he gets bit by the dog and contracts a disease. Janie shoots and kills Tea Cake who had become increasingly jealous in self defense one day with a rifle while he was trying to shoot her with his pistol and she gets charged for murder. At the trial, Janie faces an all-white jury but she is saved from being charged guilty by a group of local white women and she holds a lavish funeral for Tea Cake. Janie decides to return to Eatonville and the story ends here, with her telling her story to her friend, Phoeby.

Rating: 4 stars

Split Second by David Baldacci

                                              

                                                 

This is my first review of a David Baldacci book so before I begin, I will give a little background of him. Baldacci is one of my favorite American novelists, he writes thrillers and has written a few children literature. His first novel Absolute Power was written in 1996 and it marked him as a front liner instantly. The book was made into a film directed by Clint Eastwood and starred nClint Eastwood and Gene Hackman. Since then he has published 27 novels all of which are international and national best sellers, with some others made into movies, tv series, and all together translated into more than 45 languages, sold in more than 80 countries and over 110million copies in print sold worldwide. He has a bachelors degree in Political Science, a law degree and has practiced law in Washington D.C. He and his wife established a Wish You Well Foundation that supports family and adult education in the United States.

Split Second was published in October 1, 2003 and is the first of a 6 part King and Maxwell series. 

Synopsis

8 years ago Special Agent John King is security aide to candidate Clyde Ritter. He gets distracted for a second at a campaign rally and the candidate gets shot. He guns down the shooter but his career in the secret service dies along with Ritter.

Now, a terrible coincidence brings two agents paths together, and a young promising female agent is about to go down the same way. Agent Maxwell is in charge of the safety of John Bruno; a presidential candidate, but she lets him out of her sight briefly and he vanishes into thin air. 

The kidnap

Disguised as the old widow of the candidate's deceased friend, is Tasha, a deadly young woman who is hired to kidnap him. Tasha, had made a call to Bruno earlier as his late friend's widow claiming she had important information about his friend that he needed to hear so he should meet her at the funeral home. Together with "Officer Simmons" an assassin who also is in disguise as the first police officer to get on the scene after Bruno is reported missing, they abduct the candidate in a well orchestrated kidnap that leaves agent Maxwell and her men baffled.

Revenge, Lies, Betrayals

8 years ago, Peter Morse was campaign manager for Clyde Ritter and in love with his friend Arnold Ramsey's wife. He sets about manipulating Arnold to shoot Ritter at a rally, in order to get him out of the way and free to marry his wife, Regina Ramsey. He thinks by having Arnold taken out of the picture this way, Regina will get to loathe him. 

Arnold gets killed by agent Sean Kings but instead of turning to him as Morse expected, Regina takes up with another man, one quite remarkably similar to her husband; Thornton Jorst, a professor who was her husband's colleague. 

In not so surprising event, Arnold Ramsey's daughter, Kate is a young woman now and wants revenge on the man who killed her father. She has been brainwashed by Morse over the years into believing her father was wrongfully killed by agent Sean kings. 

In a dramatic fashion worthy of the villain he is, Morse has spent years preparing a replay of the scene where Ritter was shot by Arnold, only this time, he intends for Arnold to be played by his daughter Kate and Ritter played by Bruno whom he had kept alive for this purpose. 

Agents Kings and Maxwell save the day, John Bruno is rescued and Kate realizes she has been misled by Morse for his own selfish reasons. Kate is killed by Morse albeit mistakenly in a death meant for Kings. 

Is it just me or did the author weave in a parallel between this and the story of King David in the bible who sent Uriah out to the forefront of battle, so he'd be killed and he, David'd have room to take his wife? Lol... 

A good read but I'm a fan of really intense endings and found the climax rather weak but then again the book isn't much of an adrenaline pumper so I guess it was in keeping. The characters Baldacci created are strong and he's got me looking forward to them in the sequel 'Hour Game'. The prose is direct and easy but lacked a certain grip in the overall tone. It kinda made it more like a coffee table read to me. All in all, it's a really good book, well written.

Rating: 4 stars

The Lion's Game by Nelson Demille

Genre: Fiction, 850 pages

Nelson DeMille is a writer whom I've just recently discovered, but believe me when I say I wonder where he's been all my life!! The man is that good. I'm almost ashamed to say this is the first book of his that I'm reading, because he's so good and has been writing for so long that I feel I should've known about him long before now. I read The Lion's Game and I couldn't put it down till the last page, it's totally one of those kind of books-unputdownable!

A Terrorist

As a young boy, Asad Khalil witnessed his mother and sisters killed by a bomb dropped on his family house during the American air raid on Libya in 1986. On the day the bombs dropped and he became an orphan sworn to jihad, he was sixteen and had just had sex with a Muslim girl for the first time. Young Khalil is convinced that this is Allah's instant punishment on him for defiling himself. However he makes it his life's goal to find and kill every one of the U.S flight team that dropped the bomb that killed his family. 


He becomes one of the world's deadliest terrorist and is nicknamed "The Lion". 


A Detective

John Corey is a divorced, former NYPD Homicide detective now working as a contract agent for an anti-terrorist unit. 

The Game

 "Wanted - Asad Khalil, Libyan, age approximately 30, height six feet, speaks English, Arabic, some French, Italian and German. Armed and dangerous."

The book opens with a team of FBI and NYPD detectives waiting to take Asad Khalil into custody at the airport. But what happens alerts them to the fact that they are dealing with someone who is extremely intelligent, resourceful and has had years to gather necessary intelligence and plan every detail of his entrance into the U.S. The plane bringing in Khalil comes in hijacked, with everyone on board dead for hours by poisonous gas inhalation and Khalil escapes right under their noses disguised as one of the emergency response team that entered the aircraft to assess the situation.

Thus begins a deadly mind game that takes John Corey and his team on an intense journey filled with gruesome murders and Asad Khalil outsmarting them at every turn.

Rating: 3.5stars

Americanah by Chimamanda N. Adichie

Genre: fiction, 490 pages

 

 The book follows the life of Ifemelu, who is an only child to somewhat lower class but educated parents. Her father works in the ministry and constantly sounds off his knowledge with big words in his analysis of the declining state of the country's politics. He is a proud man whose firm belief against corruption results in him getting sacked from his job for refusing to call his new boss "Mummy".
His wife is a religious woman who wants the best for her family however her good intentions sometimes lead her in questionable directions as is seen when she comes home one day when Ifemelu is still a young girl, sober and trance-like, proceeds to chop off her long and beautiful hair and declares she has found God and they are now members of a church where they do not chemically process their hair or wear jewelry.

Surviving America and Racism
Ifemelu gets into university and during one of the many union strikes, she applies to universities in America and is thrilled when she gets offers and a partial scholarship. Getting a visa was easy and off she goes to live with her aunt, Uju, who had relocated years ago after her married military lover dies in a plane crash. On getting to Brooklyn, she is disillusioned. by what she sees; overwhelming heat, dirty streets and the fact that everything wasn't shiny, bright and glossy as she had seen in Bill Cosby's show.

Amidst finding a way to survive with no job and little or no money, she has to cope with the strains of university life and racism which she had never had to deal with in Nigeria. Obinze gradually gets pushed to the back of her mind as she struggles to keep afloat in a foreign land.
Enter Curt, a white boy from a wealthy home who introduces her to a bourgeois lifestyle. But in the first class trips abroad, expensive clothes, overall contentment of a new comfortable life, there remains a yearn for the love she's left behind in Nigeria.

A Love Story
Ultimately a love story of two people who fall in love and are separated. 13years later, Obinze who is now a wealthy man and has since moved to Lagos, is married to beautiful Kosi and has a child. Ifemelu, finds she is dissatisfied with her life and despite her success has decided to return home.
Will they reunite and have a life together as they always planned or has the turns of life wedged them apart forever?

 
Although the book deals with a few of Nigeria's heavy issues like an unstable educational system and corruption, its prose, writing style and tone are cleverly done lightly as to not overwhelm the plot.

Americanah is Adichie's third novel and with it she reminds us she is a truly gifted writer.

Captured by Erica Stevens

Genre: Adult Fiction, eBook, 470 pages

The only daughter of a man who is head of a clan in the woods is taken from her home during a raid by vampires. Her identity is unknown to the vampires and she gets locked up in a cage with other humans from her land. while awaiting to be auctioned off, she ponders her fate and hopes hers will be a quick killing at the hand of whoever buys her and not that of a blood slave. She would rather face death than be one of those.

One by one they are picked up and taken to a stage where they are bid for by blood thirsty vampires. when it gets to her turn, she is bought by a old man but they are halted in getting off the stage by a man who she later learns is the first son of the ruler of the vampires. From the way her new owner bows and hands her over quickly to him at his request, she guesses he is someone important. the old man is paid his money back and her new buyer leads her away. Out of the chatter of the maids whom he had come to clean her up, she learns his name is Braith and is the first son of the ruler of the vampires.
Washed and dressed in the most luxurious clothes she has ever worn, she is taken before the prince. Although he is tall, terribly attractive with a commanding presence and a fearsome wolf by his side always, she feels nothing but hate for the man who she is sure wants to keep her as a blood slave. A meal like nothing she has ever seen is brought in and in she can't help but think that the platter with its meat and fruits and vegetables would have fed all the humans that were in the cave with her earlier. Days and weeks pass and she soon grows restless with her new life of being locked up, with regular meals sent up and maids to bathe her and change her clothes.

Wandering around the palace one day, she stumbles upon the prince's library and he offers to teach her to read when she admits she can only do so limitedly. she grows confused about Braith's intentions as he treats her with kindness, and has never demanded anything of her. This was a far cry from the cruelty she had expected to meet. She often found herself yearning for his company on the days when he did not show up at her dinner time as was now usual. Not so surprisingly, she discovers she has an affection for Braith, and she chalks this up to the fact he has been nothing but kind to her and her only companion so far.

Braith finds himself struggling with a passion so strong for Arianna, he cannot understand why she affects him the way she does. She does not fall into the type of women he usually went for; curvy and elegant. Arianna was boyish and slim but the more he spent time with her, the more he found her irresistible and sensual. His longing for her was growing stronger by the day and he dreaded the day when he would have to have her killed as they do with blood slaves who had outlived their usefulness. Right now he couldn't even bring himself to feed from her without her consent. He wanted her to be willing and give herself to him freely.the strength of his feelings for her staggered him and he knew he would protect her from his people no matter what it took.

A shocker arises when Braith's long gone brother; Jericho, who was sent to spy on a human camp in the forest shows up. she recognizes him as Jack who was a trusted friend of her father's and the camp's back in their land. he reveals to her and Braith that he successfully infiltrated their camp but had gotten too involved and was sent by father to rescue her and take her back home. Arianna escapes with him after he convinces her that Braith has a fiance and could not possibly have any future with her, a human. heartbroken and angry, she escapes with him.




I love vampire stories and this had me going from the first chapter. Very well told story, and I really hope the author writes a sequel soon enough.

News From Home by Sefi Atta

Genre: Fiction; Interlink books: 320 pages.

Excerpt

 

"A Temporary Position"

One afternoon like so, I thought sod it, I will eat my roast beef on rye sandwich at my workstation for a change. Cath was off sick. She'd coughed so hard the day before her eyes filled with tears and her face turned red. "I'm coming down with something," she'd kept whispering into her handkerchief. To me, it sounded like a smoker's cough.
I smuggled my sandwich bag into my satchel and positioned my satchel on the carpet between my legs where I could easily reach for it. Somehow, my sandwich, now illicit, was much tastier. Perhaps that was the secret to Lagos life after all: the general unlawfulness of the place. I'd barely taken two nibbles from the corner of my rye bread when Steve McQueen came along. I sat up and buzzed him through the door. He smiled and really, for an Irish lad, his teeth were almost African.
"Have you seen Penny?" he asked
She was clip-clopping in the direction of the loos when last I saw her. Steve waited as I chewed under my palm. I'd lowered my sandwich as soon as I saw him. Now, I was diving and feeling around for my satchel so I could slip the sandwich back inside, at the same time rubbing my lips in case there was a trace of horseradish.
Penelope reappeared. Her natural expression was a stare because she wore contact lenses. I imagined her taking a crap, as you're supposed to in interview situations to calm your nerves.
"Ready?" she asked him.
"I was just asking about you," he said.
He opened the door for her and she flung her hair over each shoulder, as if to declare, "He's my fiance. I'm his fiance."

Review

 

News From Home is a collection of stories told by various Nigerian voices. Told with so much heart and originality, the various stories are vividly imaginative and powerfully moving.

"Lawless" is a story told by a young orphan, a university undergraduate who finds his life changed for ever during a military rule that closes down his university. He takes in four of his close friends from school who share a passion for acting and script writing with him. In the wake of frequent electricity failures, they perform plays for a gathering of neighbors in the empty swimming pool of his late father's house to applause from the crowd. This soon sizzles out to boos and jeers when a lack of living amenities, tiredness and poor feeding soon result in their poor renditions of plays.
Eventually, they quit play acting and give up going back to school when their university reopens, for they had gotten a taste of a different kind of acting; as armed robbers and decided that this was indeed their true calling as a group.

This is a book I highly recommend to lovers of African literature.

A Bit Of Difference by Sefi Atta

 Genre: Fiction, Interlink Books; 224 pages.

 EXCERPT

Deola finds it odd that Nigerians go to funerals as if they are social occasions that anyone can gate-crash - they just show up, look sad and leave. She has been to three funerals, all three in Nigeria. The first was her grandfather's. Her mother had to pin her head tie in place. She was that young. The second was for a governor of her secondary school, Queen's College. Her headmistress asked for class representatives and she put her hand up. The funeral was at Ikoyi Cemetery and she attended it in her Sunday uniform and beret. It was terribly hot and people arrived by the busload. The third was her father's funeral at Victoria Court Cemetery and his was just as crowded. Her relatives forced her to dance at the reception following his funeral, but she didn't think that at sixty-seven, he was old enough for her to celebrate his life.

The story is narrated by a Nigerian expatriate lady (Deola) living in London whose job sends her on a trip to Nigeria and gives her a chance to be home for her father's 5-year memorial. She is all too aware of the impending nosiness and questions from  relatives about her unmarried status,being that she is in her late thirties and getting past the 'due' age for marriage. Upon her arrival, she is instantly faced with the vivid difference between the rowdy and complex life in Nigeria and civil, orderly life in London.

Amidst preparations for the memorial, in catching up with her married siblings she senses their despair and unhappiness with their marriages.

There is a sort of happy ending with Deola when her one night stand with rich, charismatic, hotel owner, Wale, leads to a pregnancy and an unexpected romance with the preparations for a marriage.

The book is centered on life amongst the middle class of Nigeria and reveals a few of its hidden, family dynamics. The author's sharp, witty writing and the various rich and sometimes neurotic psychologies and personalities in the novel leaves one turning the pages.

I thoroughly enjoyed and recommend this book.

I Do Not Come To You By Chance by Adaobi Tricia Nwaubani

Genre: Fiction - paperback. 339 pages; 2011. 

In an earlier post 2013 Reads, I put up a few books I would like to read this year. A couple of them are by a Nigerian author because I want to get to know more indigenous authors and their works.

While having lunch at Terra Kulture sometime ago with the hubs, we went over to the mini bookshop there and, lo and behold, they had mostly Nigerian authors. Yay !!
We ended up buying one by Nwaubani and a couple others by Sefi Atta (please find their review after this post).

I Do Not Come To You By Chance; A riveting story

A young man (Kingsley Ibe) has just graduated from university and has big dreams for himself to get a great job, rescue his family from poverty and get married to his university sweetheart. However, the realities of life and the very present difficulties of a corrupt nation, soon divests him of his lofty dreams. His girlfriend leaves him for a rich, older uneducated man at the same time his father collapses and his poor mother can not raise the finance to get him the treatment he needs. Kingsley finds himself going more and more to his uncle who finally recruits him into his line of internet fraud work, much to his mother's dismay.

The main characters in this book are very strong and original. However, the character I found most outstanding is Big Daddy; Kingsley's illiterate but extremely wealthy uncle. Big Daddy is a hilarious, rags-to-riches persona who eventually becomes a Gubernatorial aspirant. He provides a lot of comic relief throughout the story via his street smarts, wit, uncouth nature and use of biblical passages to assuage his indiscretions. 

This is one book I thoroughly enjoyed, from the impressive story telling by the author to the characterization, which is very much in keeping with Nigeria's socio-cultural dynamics. I'm quite sure every Nigerian who reads this book will find that there is one of each character in their home.

Coming Home - Chapter 2

...Agreeing to attend the party had been a bad idea and while she had been caught up in the excitement of doing something different and exciting, a feeling that something wasn't right had remained at the back of her mind.


When her friend, Omoh whom she hadn't seen since their graduation from university five years ago had showed up at her house last week looking well groomed and uber sophisticated, she had no idea that she was the target of a well planned kidnap.

That she had escaped it tonight was the work of God Almighty.


She let her thoughts go back to the entire visit and wondered if she had missed anything that could've alerted her. She had bought Omoh's story hook, line, sinker of how she got her new address and phone number from another schoolmate who was on Facebook and decided to surprise her instead of calling. Omoh had told her she had been in the UK since after Youth Service and only just came back to look for a job as the company where she worked in the UK had gotten into trouble for tax evasion and got shut down.

While Omoh hadn't exactly been the brightest bulb on the tree back in university, she had made up for her lack of book smarts by being street savvy and quick thinking. She had all the inside scoop on which lecturer was dating which student, which party was the hottest to attend, which lecturer would accept bribe and so on, she was what the parents would refer to as "risqué" but to Helen who was coming from a quiet and subdued however very wealthy background, she found her exciting and Omoh was a loyal friend who stood up for her and made everyone on the campus take notice of the two of them. They had made a strange pair back in the day, one short, light skinned, slim and pretty, from a wealthy home, first class material, no boyfriend, never attended parties, the other, dark skinned, tall and chubby with boys always hanging around, attended all the best parties, and from a poor background. They always attracted stares and Omoh always enjoyed it. She loved the attention they got and several times, Helen found herself wondering if this was why Omoh had singled her out to be best friends with, considering that there were lots of other girls who were more suited to her all over the campus.


They had chatted for hours and had had a good time catching up on life, men, job and families and the pressure to get married. It was definitely good to see Omoh again, she had always been very entertaining and gave a good gist. She had asked her to stay a couple of days while she got her self together and maybe she could see if they were hiring at her dad's company where she worked. Being the Chairman's daughter and a director, she knew she could get her a job if she wanted to but she also knew her father gave the go-ahead on new staff, and she wasn't sure if Omoh would fit the bill. Their company thrived on hiring only the best and smartest young people. Most of their staff were first class graduates from leading universities, it was a thing her father had and it had helped position their company as one of the leading technology software developers in the country.


That was how Omoh had moved in with her and one week later, invited her to go this event with her, saying she needed to have more fun in her life and she would never meet anyone if all she did was go to work, come back home and go to work the next day. Helen had agreed because frankly she was bored with her life and was quite glad Omoh had appeared to spice things up for her.
So they had gone shopping for what she would wear, being that Omoh had looked through her wardrobe and declared everything unfit for the calibre of the party they were attending. With Omoh three dress sizes bigger than herself, there was no option of borrowing anything from her so they had gone to do some damage after she got off work on Tuesday and Omoh had dragged her through more than a dozen shops in the mall and selected really great outfits for her. She had enjoyed it even though her ATM card was groaning at the end of it all because in typical Omoh style, she had joked and made friends with the boutique managers and shop assistants, got them good discounts and generally made the entire trip a fun one.


The evening of the party, she had got home early from work and wanted to get some rest before they left. Walking into The room that was now Omoh's, the door was slightly open and she could hear her on the phone, "No, we're coming together, I have to bring her else, she will probably not come. Don't worry Aziz, I have my end under control.."
Helen pushed the door open and entered the room, on seeing her, Omoh removed the phone from her ear and ended the call. " Hez! I didn't hear you drive in, how was work? You're back early, is everything ok?".
"You shouldn't end your call on my account, I just wanted to let you know I'm back, I think I should rest for a few hours before we go. Who's Aziz and what're you telling him is under control?" Helen replied with a puzzled look on her face.
"Oh that, never mind, it's a friend that'll be at the party, i'd told him about you, he wants to meet you and he was just confirming that. Plus, he was asking if I'm settling in ok"
"Hmmmm so you already have someone in mind for me, this girl, why didn't you tell me? Helen said laughing. "Well, I didn't want to spoil the meet by getting you anxious and besides, Its better if he's the one anxious and you have no idea whats going on, you know? That way it's more natural."
"Ok, madam matchmaker. I'm off to lie down for a bit, wake me up if I oversleep ok?"
"Of course Hez,"

At 9pm, four hours later, they were dressed and in Helen's car driving towards Apo, where the party was taking place. As they drove through Garki, Omoh said she wanted to pick up a gift from a friend who lived in the CBN estate, she was going to give it to the celebrant. Ok, just tell me where to go said Helen. After giving her directions, they arrived at a run down house at the end of a quiet street. Is this the place? It doesn't look lived in asked Helen as she peered at the surroundings though her windshield. "Yeah, it's cos the owners are out of the country, come on, lets go, well be quick" Omoh was already getting out of the car and Helen didn't like the idea of remaining in the car, so she got down and locked her car, walking after her friend.
She noticed Helen going round to the back of the house and asked, "Not the main house?" "I told you, the owners are out of town, my friend lives at the guest quarters behind, come on replied Omoh with a little annoyance in her voice.


Omoh knocked twice before pushing the door open and walked into the room, as she stepped in behind her, she was grabbed from behind and felt a hand wrapped in a wet handkerchief cover her mouth and nose, and all she could think before she passed out was that she had walked into a trap and she should have listened to her instincts.

Coming Home...

There was a hand in her stomach that was clenching and twisting, making her break out in sweat despite the chilly night air.

Walking barefooted on the graveled road meant walking slow, her feet still hurt from the one size too small ankle boots she had had them squeezed into and though she had taken the shoes off long ago, she knew she would rather brave the abrasive road barefooted than put them on again tonight.

Shoe laces tied and dangling from one hand, mini skirt ripped and sequined top that had been white hours before but now brown from dirt, she knew she looked a far cry from what she was.

The skimpy outfit was no protection against the biting cold. Reaching under her blouse, she pulled out her phone from her waist band and held it high above her head, turning in a slow circle."Please give me one small bar, Lord, please, just one tiny bar" she whispered earnestly. As if taunting her, the cell phone beeped in a low battery warning.

An envelope icon was flashing on the screen, she didn't need to open it to know it was the message she had been trying unsuccessfully to send for the past two hours until the battery had gone from green to yellow to red.The message had kept bouncing back with a "No network coverage" automatic response from the network provider.

Hungry, scared out of her mind, tired and cold, the beginnings of what she was sure was a panic attack hovered and threatened to dissolve her hold on calm.Fear and hopelessness settled on her and as she switched the phone off to conserve what was left of her battery, the tears she had bravely held back all night, came running down her cheeks as it became very clear that although she had escaped one tonight, she was still in deep, deep trouble.