My Book: Going to Buy a Plot in Maaĩ Mahiũ is on Nuria Store

 I have good news

But first,

I’m really grateful to all of you for your inquiries, orders and prompt payment.

I’m also a little overwhelmed with responding to everyone, deliveries and after sales services.

So if you meet me on the streets and I’m a little teary eyed, it’s not sadness, they are tears of joy.

In order to ensure you get a copy of my book Going to buy a plot in Maaī Mahiū quicker,

I have created an account with Nuria Store.

You can order online

You can also get your copy from their Book Shop on Biashara Street, Bazaar Plaza, 11th Flr.

I must add the guards at Baazar Plaza are the coolest soldiers in all of Nairobi CBD!

Let’s go out and get a copy

Text 0701030005 TO BUY THE BOOK

or BUY IT HERE https://shorturl.at/fqMXZ

My BOOK: Going to Buy a Plot in Maaĩ Mahiũ

 This has been my dream. To create a book and place it in the hands of people who tell me ‘ I think I’m excited more than you are.’

People who tell me.

‘ Holding your book in my hands makes me feel very honoured.’

People who understand that it is a matter of blood and sweat.

People who tell other people about the book and buy copies for their mother, and brother, and sister because.

‘ I know she will enjoy it.’

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I distributed the first copies of

Going to buy a Plot in Maaī Mahiū and other Stories yesterday. I faced one setback with some of the copies. They had been printed on a paper I didn’t like. My first impulse feeling was to stand on the balcony of Kimathi House and fling them out to the street.

But my friend said to me: ‘You are just a bit anxious.’

‘And hungry and sleep deprived.’

I added. I had slept at 1.00a.m responding to Book inquiries, after a day is social media live posting for the 4th Global Logistics Convention at Safaripark.

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So we sat in the beauty room at Ralph’s Hairworks and sorted through the box and got ones that I felt I could send to my readers.

The publishers offered to replace the really bad grade ones. So it’s okay now.

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But it became very clear about what I wanted. Why I write, and why I have decided to publish books.

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I am not interested in selling sensational books that end up being pirated on the streets of Nairobi.

I am interested in giving people a collector's item.

That is why I spent time and money on the cover design.

That is why I had the book proofread over and over again.

I know it cannot be perfect, but I want whoever buys my book can be proud of owning it.

They can display it on their shelf with other precious tinkles. Or on their bedside.

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Since my first blog post in 2005, I have curated an audience who know what I am talking about. They are part of the first team of 25 buyers who made their pre-orders as soon as I announced I had a book coming out. These are people I could give the book to for free if I was a rich heiress from Limuru but for now, I’m grateful to all of you who have bought, and those who have told others about it.

Keep your orders coming. I’ve done personal deliveries this weekend to neighbours, friends, and family.

Text 0701030005 TO BUY THE BOOK

or BUY IT HERE https://shorturl.at/fqMXZ

African Ink Publishers Ltd

#GoingtobuyaplotinMaaīMahiū

#africanliterature

#naturalhairkenya

#GLC2023

Death of Boyish Feminity

 I came to age in the era of Destiny's Child, Alicia Keys, and EVE, and solidified my womanhood with Avril Lavigne guiding my style, my walk, and the company I kept. 

We were coached on how to sit by Save the Last Dance

It was a time when you could be hood and pretty

You could be dressed like whatever and still have both girls and boys crushing on you, like when Alicia sang Falling. We all fell.

And rose again to sing to -Gangsta Lovin, rapping all of EVE's parts, not having a clue what she was saying but feeling real gangsta dropping those English words like motorbike exhalations

We were cool

Until it was no longer okay to bounce, as a girl

No longer okay to wear a tie with a tee

No longer okay to wear your cargo pants and just be, without someone asking if you preferred women to men.

We learned to cross our legs when we sat,

cover our mouths when we laughed

and hang out with other women.

Salon Stories

 Financially speaking

If you come from the lower middle class like me, it can take longer to attain a financial status that AT LEAST keeps you above the water.

No Wahota kūringa mūkūyū handū and you start earning more than barely enough for basic wants but for most of us we will live our lives tūkīihūragia tūkīonoragia.

What you can aim for is to become a player in the financial field.

That you have a good credit standing, that you have at least 12 sources of income however small and insignificant they may seem.

I always say that hair gave me financial freedom.

When I was younger I knew that a hair dresser in African can never sleep hungry. (But then I aimed for fame and recognition and look where it got me )

In Africa,

Men and women must groom their hair because it’s not only part of the culture but it’s a societal norm, and to be accepted in society, your head and face must be up to par.

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That said, It’s only when I got fully into the field of personal grooming services that I understood how hard that income earning can get. Yet, how fulfilling.

You have to be ready to get physically tired, sometimes to a point of feeling faint but you keep going. Because first, yes the money. The money is good na nī cash kīī mbakī.

Two, the satisfaction of assembling something beautiful with your hands.

And third, the client’s smile in the end.

#sisterlocks

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Middle Age: Why I want to leave civilised Society and move to the forest

My biggest concern in life is that I always to come home to a peaceful house, and a quiet, peaceful environment. It stresses me out when the balance is shaken because home is my sanctuary, and whenever this is disturbed I get unsettled. 

I have lived ina wonderful place for almost five years now bt recently my heart is getting unsettled.

A family moved in that fights everyday, they harass their children, they have a new hosuegirl every two or three weeks akikaa sana, they leave the gate open, their kids are naughty and unruly and basically, they's turned  our formerly peaceful environment into a plot 10.

The woman always has an issue with someone in the family, and now she is picking up a fight with neighbours.

One time she and her husband started screaming at a young girl,about17 years old and threatening to call the police on her. Reason- the girl had scolded their son- the son had pitched the girl's bottom.

But the girl was roho juu, she told the mother if you don't discipline your children we'll be happy to do it for you and challenged her to a fight.

Another time, the boy scratched someone's car- the parents denied it.

The one that has all of us up and arms is a recent one.

Something about a toy that was run over in the parking.

And so the mother of the child whose toy was run over went round cursing everyone that owns a car in the plot.

‘ Mnaringa huku na magari Kwani sisi hatuwezi nunua.’

(Na si ununue)

‘Hata hamna akili!’

(The problem with cowards is they like to throw words around uselessly. )

‘ Hamtutishi! Mimi niko na pesa na hata nikitaka kununua gari haiyanichukua two minutes!’

(Na siununue)

And so some of the plot members had accompanied the woman who had accidentally, and very slightly cracked the toy as she reversed, as she approached the other woman full of curses)

“ So can we have a solution? I can have the toy repaired.”

‘Unafikiria mimi sina pesa ya kuirekebisha? Kama nililipa 5000 fundi tu ndie atanishinda?’

(So unataka? Kuchapa mtu? Si useme basi tutengeneze ring ni nini mdomo mingi?)

So she finally felt silly and started talking on the phone.

And the well mannered lady told the silly woman’s child to bring the toy for repair.