May 24, 2018
Previously in Taste of Mel… On Saturday afternoon I’m lounging in my house re-watching Bridget Jones Diary when my phone rings. “Melisandre,” Harry says. “How are you?” “I’m good, ...
May 17, 2018
Previously in Taste of Mel … After a protracted game of cat and mouse, the insurance company finally cut me a cheque for my broken camera lens. I bought the lens online and was notified that it ...
May 9, 2018
I see his car before I see him. Only, I don’t know that it’s his because there are a lot of V8’s in this parking lot and I don’t look at the plates. My assistant and I are hauling our equipmen...
April 26, 2018
Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World… On Christmas evening, my sister and I are sitting outside talking about nothing in particular. The air is sharp and full, the kind that opens ever...
April 19, 2018
Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s world… Saturday night I drain the last of my White Cap and duck into the night. As I back out of my parking spot, I hear a crunching sound at the back. T...
April 12, 2018
Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World … Saturday morning finds me standing shirtless in my kitchen with a strange woman. She averts her eyes from my chest hair and says, “Mama ako hap...
April 5, 2018
Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World… Mother always told me it’s unmannerly to sit on the armrest of a chair, particularly as a guest in somebody’s home. Mel is padding around the ...
March 29, 2018
Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s world… The blue light of the TV flashes across the living room. Night has taken hold of the room. The silver of the moon is streaming in through a parting in the...
March 22, 2018
Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s world… As told by Kagwe * There are few things I enjoy more than an evening takeoff. There is a golden hour when upon takeoff, my aircraft pierces the ve...
March 15, 2018
Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World… I clench my fists to quiet the trembling. I try to take a deep breath but my lungs refuse to fill up with air. My stomach feels like a gaping crat...
