![]() I had to be on the street as if ready to sell myself – Chika Unigwe ().Africa, Here Is What Happened in January ().Through his writings.įirst Published on Naija Stories Related articles A writer never dies, he merely lives in another form. The only way to attain immortality is through writing. In this plethora of misguided conceptions and ideologies, what seed are we planting that would provide shades for the future one? How do we preserve our fast depleting culture, if not through writings.ĭo we want our children to hear of our stories from the lips of foreigners? Let us stimulate the taste buds of indigenous literature and keep them salivating for more. He who plants a seed today leaves a shade for the next generation. ![]() Though it is not an easy task, nor one with immediate visible results, the fruits of such venture have generational implications. Where jingoistic views would be overtaken by enlightenment. Where intellectualism thrives over ignorance and sentiments. The onus is on us as writers to partake in defining a new Nigeria for our youths. Only then would the publishers, corporate world and film makers come to share in the slice of the cake. We have the capacity to host art events that would rival the pedigree of the hay festival. Arts festivals and book carnivals have to be taken to the national level. Book clubs and literary groups with emphasis on local content have to be re-introduced in our secondary schools. Reading competitions have to be inculcated in our primary schools. The works of Pulp Faction book club, Naijastories, Nigerian Writers forum and Debonair Bookstores are appreciated but a lot still needs to be done. It is up to the writers to test the waters and create the butterfly effect that would enable a literary environment flourish in our country. Ever year, my compatriots receive accolades globally. We hear there is a dearth of good writers in the country. We need to start appreciating indigenous wordsmiths. But unlike us, they did not hurl accusations. However, lest we rush ourselves into hasty conclusions, based on the obvious, let us remind ourselves that our counterparts in the sister arts equally faced this clog. The Dibias would only receive accolades but we stock up our libraries with Grishams. The average girl would hastily grab a Sidney Sheldon over a Lara Daniels. Indigenous literature it seems lose their footing to foreign ones. ![]() Some say writers can’t survive in our society. How could this be, that the queen and bride of all creative manifestations be relegated to levels befitting of paupers? The beholders of the secrets that lay in the lairs of the deep are fast drifting into oblivion. The fashion industry riding on the success of the entertainment industry is recording quantum strides. The actors, musicians, painters, even photographers and make-up artistes are gaining prominence and recognition in our society. So why aren’t the wordsmiths leaving up to their billing?Īrts in Nigeria has gained a lot of momentum lately. The secrets of life are kept afresh and handed down to subsequent generations through writing. With just a few words, your imagination travels between time and space, thus making geographic demarcations of boundaries look seamless. What else captures the details of the past, intertwining it with the occurrence of the present, yet plodding the way for the future but writing. Writing is an art, it could also be a life. ![]()
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