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About Last Night Review by @MASKURAID

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Otutubuike is a young man living with the scars of sexual abuse. Molested by his male teacher at a young age, he develops homosexual leanings which grow with him to adulthood. His Aunt whom he confides in believes only ‘God’ can cure his ‘ailment’ and trusts an adulterous Pastor Yemi for the job of deliverance.

After an attempt at ‘normal’ sex with Mercy (a colleague) ends in disaster, Otu’s internal conflict snowballs into depression and he attempts to cut off his male member in a bid to ‘correct’ his anomaly and end his pain.  The incident and his subsequent sojourn in hospital however brings him closer to her and ultimately becomes the path to redemption for both of them.

‘About Last Night’ written in Anaba Abigail’s distinct style is a story of personal struggles and the tortuous search for answers. It highlights the sometimes erroneous reliance on religion as a panacea to all problems in the African society, chronicles the silent hurt and shattered lives of victims of sexual abuse and the importance of friendship, love and acceptance in helping them heal.

Editor’s note:

You can read the short story here https://t.co/k35FldqfIy

Or buy Abigail’s new book by that title. 
Nigerian buyers head over to http://www.eljara.com/product/about-last-night/and download a copy for N500 only. PLEASE NOTE VOGUE PAY ONLY WORKS FOR VISA CARD USERS. ALL OTHERS USE BANK TRANSFER TO GTB ACCOUNT.

International readers buy  kindle edition go here http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01A3IB3UY/

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Posted by on January 23, 2016 in General

 

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Who am I?

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Who am I? 
I ask each day as I
Rise and hear the morning cry
And I 
Get ready to start the day

Who am I 
The question returns as I 
Lay in bed hearing the muezzin cry
And I 
Get set to end the day

Who am I 
The question recurring 
In my head
As I tread
The path many like me have trod
Trying not to be so slipshod

Who am I 
The search continues 
Each day
Every day
Looking in corners and crannies 
Hoping to find in each crevice
Me.

Who am I 
Maybe if I stop probbing
Perhaps if I stop prodding
And look in the mirror 
Then maybe I’ll find
The me I should be

I’m lost 
In this great universal space
Trying to run my own race
Trying not to end up in disgrace
Hoping on me God will shine his grace
Believing I can seek his face

I’m lost
Sinking deeper into earth’s crust
Trying not to return to dust
Trying to be that which I must 
Hoping that the God of the just
Can see I never exchanged love for lust

And then just when I thought
I have looked everywhere I ought
A new door is opened to me
And what do I see, free? 
Set free by the undeserved kindness of our Lord and the Father of our Lord,  Jesus Christ.
And I ask who am I no more
Cos  I.  Found.  Me.

 
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Posted by on January 17, 2016 in Poetry

 

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ABOUT LAST NIGHT – REVIEW BY @DRERHUMU.

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Abigail Anaba’s short story is an engaging and compelling read, with all the mixtures of romance, suspense and horror. Her versatility is brought to bear in this story about Otutubike, better known as Kenneth, a young man in a dilemma whose  malleable mind is in a conflict with himself. 

His mind and the conflicts there in are laid bare for the reader, a conflict which he has almost to the end of the story. A conflict of religiosity versus spirituality, a conflict of societal versus moral standards, a conflict of guilt versus belief.

We get to see that Otutubike is not the only person in the story with a CONFLICT. His pastor,  Pastor Yemi also has a conflict, as does his woman friend, Mercy.

Our first introduction to Otutubike is during an act that is central to the story; an act of self cleansing, an act so bloody and gory to us as it is liberating to Otutubike, an act of self maiming.  But what is of more concern here to him is not his dismembered part but the object used to perpetrate the act, a kitchen knife.

Abigail’s attention to fine details is seen here as she describes the knife to us. We can almost see the knife in our mind’s eye, the sort of blunt knife many of us have used to try to cut an object and been disappointed at its ineffectiveness. This gives an insight into Otutubike’s mind, the sheer simplicity and its ability to believe something strongly; sometimes too strongly.

The story is not all macabre as there is a love story, a family story and a salvation story; between all these we are taken back and forth and we realise the origin of Otutu’s problem- the death of his mother during his birth, the loss of his father and the sexual abuse by his uncle.

The love story is initially overshadowed by a disturbing dark curtain of gay sexual abuse which we are introduced to early in the story, abuse by his uncle, his school teacher and his senior at school; however, the love story struggles to shine through in the closing paragraphs. Mercy, the symbol of his love also has her conflict, that of exchanging sex for favours; however, she comes through  eventually as his knight in shining armour, not his doctors or his pastor as we would have expected.

We get a glimpse of a happy childhood, albeit short-lived, of walks and talks with his father and a seemingly prophetic statement by his father,”… sometimes what we seek finds us.” Was his father talking about Mercy?
Then there is a story of salvation; here we get introduced to Pastor Yemi, a pastor with his own weakness and conflict which, like other characters is also sexual. Pastor Yemi tells him he would know the time he is delivered and Otutu holds on to this dearly; we see his strong trust in the pastor and his dependence on his pastor’s prayers rather than God, as his aunty would tell him, “If anyone can deliver you from this evil, it is Pastor Yemi.” At the end of the day, it is not Pastor Yemi that does this as we see he is also struggling with his own issues. As Mercy puts it when Kenneth is recovering in the hospital, “Your aunt went to fetch your pastor. I think he lost his way or something…”

In the end Love heals all, the influence of Mercy being there for him starts him on the way to healing and salvation, and we get the first sense of his path to recovery during a psychiatric session where we are told Kenneth “now only sees people.”

It is clear that Abigail has painstakingly researched her subject as she gives us clear details of medical procedures, diagnosis and management as well as current societal trends.

I would love to read more from this writer in future.

Editor’s note:

You can read the short story here https://t.co/k35FldqfIy

Or buy Abigail’s new book by that title.
Nigerian buyers head over to http://www.eljara.com/product/about-last-night/and download a copy for N500 only. PLEASE NOTE VOGUE PAY ONLY WORKS FOR VISA CARD USERS. ALL OTHERS USE BANK TRANSFER TO GTB ACCOUNT.

International readers buy  kindle edition go here http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01A3IB3UY/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_awdo_88lIwb0K9KVV8

Thank you for your support 😘

 
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Posted by on January 10, 2016 in General

 

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About Last Night… Now available for purchase

While you are waiting for the sequel to #SectorIV, I came up with something to keep you company. 

Please read about my latest offering,  available as e-book only below and if you like what you see,  buy now!

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When Otutubike gets a new job as a Social Media Marketing Intern, he believes this is the reset that he needs. He can finally live his life like God purposed. Little did he realise that dropping Mercy off at the end of the office party will reopen the door to his past and lead him down a path he has worked so hard not to walk. 

About Last Night… is a story of a young man’s futile attempt at not confronting his sexuality in the face of cultural and religious bias.

Nigerian buyers head over to http://www.eljara.com/product/about-last-night/ and download a copy for N500 only. PLEASE NOTE VOGUE PAY ONLY WORKS FOR VISA CARD USERS. ALL OTHERS USE BANK TRANSFER TO GTB ACCOUNT.

International readers buy  kindle edition go here http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01A3IB3UY/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_awdo_88lIwb0K9KVV8

Thank you for your support 😘

 
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Posted by on January 4, 2016 in Short Story

 

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