Day 1: Sure and surreal, felt this longing A clash, a connect? It was.. An opaque crystal chaos Day 2: Too good to be true, cried the crier Dizzied as flights of fantasies Turned slight then subtle candied moments Moments, they thought would last forever.. Day 3: Tick Tock Forever was ticking tocking, then ticked […]Read More 3 Days
Warning: lengthy post, but read till the end. It will be worth it. I love ‘love’ (romantic relationships), it’s the best thing since sliced bread and avocados. Everyone who knows me well can attest to this. When I’m in love with someone, every one close to me knows cos I want to do everything and […]Read More Why Marriage?
Like blood is to vampire Like sex is to succuba So is ‘love’ to a writer.. ©Grace OkolikoRead More Love & writing
5 Reasons why love scenes are important in storytelling Humans are emotional beings and are constantly looking for love; this, they do consciously or subconsciously. People are driven by love and this dictates how we perceive, feel and respond to anything. The need to love and feel love is inherent in everyone everywhere so much […]Read More 5 reasons to include ‘love affairs’ in your stories
*sips coffee* Okay, I want to reveal some random stuff about me today. I would rather be enigmatic but then today I feel different. Thankful. Theolahsmusings clocked a year this month. Yayy! feels like yesterday. The journey thus far has been oh so awesome. Honestly, I found home here; freedom of some sort. Here’s a […]Read More LET’S HAVE A CUP OF COFFEE
“You deserve a clean plate” This is the best advice that should probably have been given to me many years ago. Or better still, “you deserve the best”. I needed to hear those four letter words. But you, you might have been told before or read it somewhere or reading it now. It took some […]Read More ‘The Clean Plate’
Does he know.. That when he laughed I melt into puddles of marshmallow goo When he smiled.. A swarm of butterflies flutter in my tummy When he cried.. The universe and time stops for a while That when he hugged me.. Whiffs of masculine scent bewitched and still haunts me And when he said bye.. […]Read More Does he know?