Life on the Fast Track – 7

Track 7: Mama Yells, Best Friend Shocks, and the First Date “Hi Mum,” Jasmine said, holding the door open for Wanja. “Don’t ‘hi mum’ me when you have explaining to do,” Wanja stated. “I’ve been worried about you.  Not coming to dinner, not calling me, kwa nini unajificha?What’s going on with you?  ” (Why are […]

Life on the Fast Track – 6

Track 6 : Family comes knocking the morning after Sunrays danced into the quiet bedroom through a crack in the heavy curtains.  They made glittering shapes on the queen-size bed where rumpled covers fell to the floor.  The white floral sheet half covered the two figures deep asleep on the bed.  A car passed on […]

Life on the Fast Track – 4

Track 4: My blood is the color of engine oil Hidden in the lush green lands of Kiambu, was a private three-acre farm converted into a racing track.  Danny and Jimmy had worked years on modifying the piece of land for their racing needs.  Their work resulting in an exciting racing movement with an exclusive […]

The Enchanting Violinist – 3

Hiring the Violinist who sells Weaves in Kinoo. Phillip clutched his keys, his gaze taking in the quaint town Nyambura had chosen to settle in.  Kinoo was small, out of the city, but still close enough to major hospitals and the hustle and flow.  Having a major highway close was a plus.  Nyambura’s shop was […]

The Enchanting Violinist – 2

The Boiling Hot Day and Weaves with Celebrity Names Midday, the sun was high, almost suffocating.  The television newscasters were calling it an equator equinox, such a fancy name for boiling-hot, as in, step-out-into-the-sun-if-you-wanna-roast days.  The heat wave was making her stupid. Nyambura heard the fans working overtime above her.  Still, it sorta felt like […]

The Enchanting Violinist – 1

Multi-tasking : Gotta Make a Livin’ There was no water in the house. Nyambura sat at the dining table fighting the urge to scream.  Frustration was hard to escape.  Her Nairobi home came outfitted with two huge three thousand liter tanks, indoor plumbing and even a washing machine.  Granted that the washing machine and indoor […]

Koya’s Choice – A 117 Days later

Koya’s Choice and A Writing Challenge A lot can happen in a hundred days.  The original intention of writing the hundred days challenge was to post on the blog daily.  Midway through the challenge, the purpose of this challenge morphed into finishing Koya’s Choice as a story.  When I say challenge, I truly mean that. […]

Longing to Heal the Earth – Day 13

Longing to Heal the Earth  People don’t realize the earth is…alive, her grandmother would say. Before…when her grandmother was young, the world was lush green.  Thick trees grew tall, so tall, one couldn’t see the highest branch.  Green grass in fields, vast and wide, as far as the eye could see.  Her grandmother would run down the […]

The Hyena’s Marriage – Day 12

Prompt: Three children are sitting on a log near a stream. One of them looks up at the sky and says… The Hyena’s Marriage Three children sit on a log near a stream eating sweet ripe mangoes from their grandmother’s garden.  Mango juice runs down their chins, none of them stopping to wipe it away, to […]

Koya’s Choice – 19 – Day 11

19 – The truth comes when you least expect it. Mean.  Horrible.  Heart breaker.  These words described the woman who had written the letter sitting on the desk.  Koya scowled.  She didn’t have her own letter to  prove her innocence.  Kim was the only who had read the letter Charlie had sent her.  Anger. Astonished.  […]