Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Another Excerpt

Thank you guys for your feedback from the last excerpt. This is another excerpt from the book, I can't promise I'll post them too often but every one in a while I'll put one up. I'm not sure when it'll be done, hopefully by the end of the year, thats my goal. But I will keep you posted on my progress. Enjoy!

Her father wanted her out of the house as quickly as possible, so he could spend more money on palm wine and kolanut. In fact, the day she had finished secondary school at the only missionary school in the village, he had knocked out any idea of university from her mind. He had made it clear that he didn’t plan to throw away any more money training a girl to go and marry, regardless of the fact that her results were excellent.

Her mother wanted her to put on more weight, even though Chidi had tried to explain to her that no matter how much she ate she couldn’t get any fatter. Her biology teacher had told her in school about metabolism, but when she had tried to explain it to her mother she had thrown a fit about why the biology teacher was staring at her daughters body, without even giving Chidi a chance to explain that the teacher was female.

Oge always told her to be happy, but as Chidi had been discovering recently, if your idea of happiness didn’t match up to someone elses then they would make it seem like misery until you began to question why it made you happy in the first place. When Chidi was sixteen, she had confided in her friend that Obi the palm wine tappers son had given her chewing gum at school, with a note asking her to be his girlfriend. Oge had laughed till tears came out of her eyes, describing Obi as “that fresh face empty pocket boy”, and advised Chidi to return the chewing gum before Obi got the impression that he had paid a dowry. Initially Chidi hadn’t seen anything wrong with the idea of having a simple existence as a palm wine tappers wife. But her friends’ poisonous laughter had infected the simple happiness of that dream, and Chidi had never been able to see Obi in the same light, no matter how hard she tried.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Book Excerpt

As promised this is an excerpt from the book I'm working on... :)

The whispers also carried news that the Chief would be returning with his whole family; his oyinbo wife Celia, and their children Ego and Chuka who both schooled overseas. The last time they had all visited Chidinma had been eight years old, and she could barely remember anything of their visit. The only memory that stood out was the one where she was hiding behind the door in the living room, listening to her father whom she idolized speak to Chief Uche like he was a god. A few years later she understood that it was because the Chief planned to open a new branch of his store in the village, and her father wanted to be chosen over all the other men in the village to run it. Unfortunately for him, the Chief had chosen Ogechi’s father, and Chidinmas father had always been bitter about it, especially towards the Chief.

“Come away from there my friend! What is carrying your eye to that place?” Chidinmas father harshly startled her out of her curiosity. “You want to be like all the other bush people in this village, have you never seen moto before!”

“Sorry papa,” She begun apologetically, “Ogechi told me Chief Uche is driving a Jeep, and I ..”

“Shut up there!” He yelled cutting her off. “Jeep what? Is it Jeep you will marry?”
He walked closer to her scattering the chickens in every direction across the dusty yard.

“That same Ogechi has found a husband o, let me tell you.” He said pointing in her face with one hand, and holding his wrapper up with the other. His breath reeked of palm wine from the night before. Chidinma dared to take a small step back.

“As you are watching jeep pass, you better be thinking of how you will leave my house within the next year, before you expire like old milk.” He turned around, hissed dangerously, and headed back into the house. “Are you still standing there?” He shouted without looking back, startling Chidinma for the second time that morning.

She picked up the broom she was supposed to be using to sweep.

“I’m sweeping sir.” She replied, feeling very pleased with her excuse.

“Drop that broom and come and make my pap!” he wouldn’t have bought the excuse even if it came with free pepper and plantain chips. “What are you sweeping, Chief Uche’s jeep abi? Foolish girl.”

Chidinma dropped the broom and followed him inside reluctantly, dragging her feet and mumbling to herself all the way.