Mama asks, what did the book publishers say. I tell him, they’ve not replied. He says, don’t you think you might find your story on the street with another person’s name on the cover? I laugh and think to myself, he’s telling the truth but I’m not aggressive and sometimes I think I’m in the wrong career, at least for now when there is stiff competition and everyone is in everyone’s face.
But when my auntie called me to see two elephants fighting Friday morning, I quickly got my camera.
I have stories that need to be put down somewhere to decongest my mind, and I will do that at my own timing.
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