Shining a Light in the Dark of Uganda’s Literary Scene
The recitals it seemed had overtaken every other aspect of our literary dream. We were writers before performers. To see us, who would know?
The Creative Process: Lessons from 32˚ East
We like to focus on having learned a skill or on having made a piece of artwork. This attention to the final form ignores the fact that creativity lies not in the done but the doing…in a sense, no creative act is finished.
My Courtship With Words
Pieces of Brokenness wouldn’t capture the emotions of despair, pain, and wretchedness that is captured by the title Shards of Brokenness.
Quieting the Madness
As I have embraced a commitment to writing in the last year, its joy has been in allowing me to process my experiences and the muddled emotions from that while giving life to characters and stories I never would have trusted myself to give life to before. I do enjoy this work and the light it brings me.
Where is Uganda Going?
‘Saving’ Uganda has become some prestigious hobby not only for politicians and activists but for the exciting, stylish and inarticulate celebrity and some ordinary Ugandans which should be a commendable gesture if only they understood what they are saving Uganda from.
Not Yet Uhuru
The independence movement was a device for educated Africans to inherit the privileges enjoyed by European and Asian settlers, and in the post-independence period, a struggle between different groups for exclusive access to privilege.
The Power of Imagination (Beyond the Arts)
When the mind is able to form mental scenes, objects and events beyond the known and existent, it opens up new fields of existence. It lends the boundaries of the world an elastic texture and an inherent ability to expand beyond the horizons of possibility.
Philip Luswata Rekindles Alex Mukulu’s Flame
Years later, when I was older and soaked in theatre-making of a sort, I would connect my love of theatre to those early years before 98. But my profound respect for theatre and literature would remain one of the things you can’t explain about yourself until Philip Luswata brought back Thirty Years of Bananas for the opening of a new theatre space he runs.
How I Write
I’m just so tired. No one ever talks about how hard it is. How every single time you’re working against yourself; the passing of time, hunger, 30 page excel sheets with nothing but numbers, cuddle time with your child, exercise time, cuddle time with the husband, fatigue, cramps! How is one to find time to think let alone write in all this life? How?
The Mental Cataracts Of The Snobbish Literati
Secondly, the literati fail to note that reading itself is a result of privilege. To enjoy literature and hence its fruits, one has to be literate, possess money, have time to expend or peace of mind. If books have taught the literati anything, they should comprehend that these are luxuries that only a handful can afford.
We Should All Read
Read because there are too many beautiful books written by talented people on shelves that will make you a better person
Plaque talk.
Words take shape in any vessel they deem fit, bloom in all kinds of hearts