Showing posts with label Humber college. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humber college. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Window Shopping in Abuja


 While I am a volunteer in Nigeria, I am also taking a correspondence creative writing course from Humber College in Toronto. I am trying to write a book and applied for a workshop at Humber last year which I was accepted into and very impressed by. My mentor was Esi Edugyan who won the Giller Prize that year for Half Blood Blues. For this seven month course, my mentor is Sally Cooper who is the author of two books, Love Object and Tell Everything. I can't speak for Love Object because I haven't read it yet but I very much enjoyed Tell Everything even though it dealt with some very dark, Paul Bernardo/Karla Hamolka resembling, subjects.

The book I am attempting to write has to do with some of the experiences I had the first time I backpacked through India in 2009/10 which, if you go back through the records, you will realize is uncharacteristically absent. To be truthful though, a large majority of the important events in my life are not documented on my blog and remain somewhere in my body until they are ripe for the world to taste. So now I am weeding the soil around the seed and fertilizing it and doing some Biodynamic pest control rituals on the side for good measure to ensure that fruit is as sweet as I can make it. But as my good friend Kristine from Blue Chicory always said “It's best to make all your mistakes before you buy your own farm.”

For writing, it is all your own farm, but making mistakes and having a mentor to submit them to has been very helpful. It has helped me to see where my story is weak or awkward. Sally has also asked some insightful questions that have helped to pull out the story from the places it is still more comfortable hiding. I have already rewritten drafts and the results are much stronger but still not final. Writing is not an easy process. There is no real road map and no concrete directions. There isn't even a particular destination. After the peak of the mountain, you still wish you could fly higher. But somehow, the more you write, the more you understand yourself, the more you hear your own voice, the more you know what it is you're trying to say.

Good for
Phone cards, detergent, food, drinks!
One book that I've been reading is “Writing Fiction” by Janet Burroway which has been recommended as a text for the course. I think it was in that book where I read a suggestion to take an idiom or cliche that has lost its meaning and write a story detailing a new interpretation of the cliche that gives it meaning again.
Nigeria has provided the perfect example:
Siddharth checking out the goods


Window Shopping. :)

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Turning Reservoirs into Mountains

Sorry for being so whiny in my post last week. I'm taking a correspondence writing course through Humber College and have been having a lot of trouble letting the words flow lately.
It's like agreements were written up, contracts signed and somehow before I had a chance to protest, the river was dammed and the crops I was growing in the fertile flood plains shrivelled.
Now I am hatching a terrorist plot to blow up the dam (but shhhhhh don't tell anyone!)*  FREE THE WORDS!!!! 
Please feel free to comment with hilarious puns that I can use as ammo :) (I'm confident there are at least a million) Your support is appreciated!

Anyway, here are some weird/interesting things that happened in Abuja this week so far.
They banned commercial buses in Abuja on Monday! They have replaced them with these buses!

shoddy picture of new 'high capacity buses'
from my 'low capacity' taxi
Many commuters in Abuja were unhappy with the sudden transition (transitions in Nigeria are often sudden. . .) and complained about long waits, increased traffic and poor planning by the transportation administration in Abuja who implemented the ban. High capacity buses were supposed to decrease traffic and cost to commuters but people are reluctant to embrace the change. Maybe because it was so sudden!!

I don't use the buses very much so my opinion is totally irrelevant and should be taken with a grain of salt but generally, lower costs and less traffic are good things, no? Especially if the cost can contribute to society and the local economy. Whether or not that will actually happen is another debate.
There are, of course, victims. Mostly, the owners of the hordes of green 16 seater commercial buses that used to crowd the streets and who are no longer able to operate. I wonder how their families are taking the ban. . .


Interesting thing number 2: carpets!

Carpet Mountain!
I went to get some clothes tailored last week at the tailor that operates under the stairs at a shopping plaza. I wanted to take a picture of that too but felt that it was kind of inappropriate. They had finished my two dresses and one shirt and let me try them on (under the stairs) to make sure they fit. Who knew that you can fit 4 sewing machines, three tailors and piles and piles of colourful fabric in such a tiny space!
Across the plaza from the Harry Potter tailors; carpet mountain!! Behold the wonders! A towering mountain of beautiful carpets to furnish your home.
It's not really that interesting or strange really. I just liked that it was outside. And since it was about to rain, Ogadi was curious about what would happen to them in the rain. . . . .
But don't worry, it has a rain coat!



It's bat time. . .in Kwara a
few weeks ago

So that's been interesting so far this week. It is only Wednesday though so lots more could still happen! And I think that maybe, just maybe, I've pulled myself out of the slump. . .perhaps (^^)V









*Wonder how many hits I'll get from the CIA/FBI/other security monitoring personnel for that metaphor! If you happen to be one, Thanks for visiting. I'm not really a terrorist! That metaphor was just a desperate attempt to keep my creativity alive! Hope you have a wonderful day ♥