
I haven't had much time to do a lot of (no, make that ANY) personal blogging lately. It's not that there's a lack of things to write about, but there is a lack of time. Plus, there are so many other things that I want to do.
One of them is to read more. In the last few months, I've gobbled up an interesting variety of books from the literary to the professional to bubble-gum pop. So, I've read
The Executive Director's Guide to Thriving as a Nonprofit Leader,
The Post-Birthday World by Lionel Shriver and
Big Girl by Danielle Steele.
Now I'm devouring
I Do Not Come to You By Chance by Adaobi Tricia Nwaubani (is it me or is there a trend of writers including their middle name in their professional name?) Prior to stumbling upon this book at Quintessence, I did not know anything about this book except that it's written by the Acting Editor of Elan (Next newspaper's style Sunday magazine). So out of admittedly more out of curiousity to see what type of book a fashion editor would write, I bought a copy of the book. This is the latest from the
Cassava Republic publishers.
I'm still reading it, but this is an extremely funny book, which tells the story of Kingsley, the eldest child in his family who turns to online fraud aka '419' to take care of his family. I have carried the book everywhere with me since I started it on Friday. Ms. Nwaubani is a very talented writer with an observant eye and a sharp pen. No wonder, the book is
raking in a fair share of accolades. Sometimes, these awards really miss the mark, but from what I've read so far, I think I Do Not Come to You By Chance deserves to be noticed.