All about being a girl, growing up and figuring it all out
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I can't change the whole world by myself. But I can't sit around and wait for it to change.
The higher you build your barriers The taller I become The farther you take my rights away The faster I will run You can deny me You can decide to turn your face away No matter ’cause there’s Something inside so strong I know that I can make it Though you’re doing me wrong so wrong You thought that my
I am angry. Well, I’ve been angry for a looong while. About 6 weeks. Now it is time to purge and let go. So I am going to write about it. I am generally a trusting soul. I know, by first hand experience that human beings can be absolute
This memory was spiked by an intense conversation in the back rooms of The Princess Project (K). Did anyone watch The Specialist Saturday night? The first time, I watched it, was with Khaled my really old Arab Psychologist. The Premise of the story is a bomber who goes rogue
Each year around the world, International Women’s Day (IWD) is celebrated on March 8. Hundreds of events occur not just on this day but throughout March to mark the economic, political and social achievements of women. Organisations, governments and women’s groups around the world choose different themes each year
It has been quite a week. I wish I could share some of the conversations that go in the back rooms of thee Creekside Princess without spilling industrial secrets All I can say is that it has been quite a week! Well, I can also
Now I ain’t saying she’s a gold digger! Once upon a time, a girl wrote a poem in her defence. Something that Gabrielle might have written at some point. Gold digger Well, now that I am registered officially, into the ranks of those who search and dig, for gold,
Following multiple conversations on “The Kenya We Want,” and our recent “The Kenya I Live In” short story competition, The Kwani Trust would like to invite writers to submit poems that explore the multiple realities we live in, the moments that define our public and personal lives, be they
Hi Juliet, and welcome! First off, can you tell us when and why you decided to write? JM: I started writing when I was about 10, with a bit of encouragement from my stepfather. I did not really take much interest in it, except for the occasional stories I
Sometimes, when we are caught up in the midst of a volatile emotion, we need someone on the outside to look in and tell us the truth. That is why we need family, people who love us and are not afraid to tell us the truth. I quote,
jmaruru Veni, Vidi, Dormivi. Valē! on Sep 1, 2009, 10:29 pm
jmaruru Very unsettling, I want to work late at night because I want to work late at night, not because there wont be electricity all day tomorrow. on Aug 11, 2009, 1:00 am
jmaruru Just Posted Major Opportunity for Daughters of Africa http://bit.ly/15o4h5 on Aug 11, 2009, 12:36 am
jmaruru #kenyanbloggers, you def want to find out about the storymoja hay fest ... www.storymojaafrica.co.ke on Jul 16, 2009, 10:21 pm
jmaruru What is the mentally ill person at your market thinking http://jmaruru.wordpress.com/2009/07/13/she-calls-me-jose/ on Jul 14, 2009, 2:24 pm
jmaruru win a ticket to the Storymoja Hay Fest http://storymojaafrica.wordpress.com/2009/07/03/story-of-the-week-and-the-story-of-the-month-contest/ on Jul 3, 2009, 2:25 pm
jmaruru swine flu in kenya now... will the 50,000 doses of tamiflu be enough/ on Jun 29, 2009, 8:52 pm
jmaruru Okay, so writer's blog is a very bad thing if you earn your living by writing... ideas, anyone. on Jun 29, 2009, 11:45 am
jmaruru I am fine with or without http://jmaruru.wordpress.com/2009/06/23/i-do/ on Jun 23, 2009, 10:13 pm
jmaruru So my uncle called me today, to rave about a topic I had written about a few months ago;http://jmaruru.wordpress.com/2009/06/13/ki-rion/ on Jun 13, 2009, 9:26 pm