Sir/Ma’am I am Chinwendu Queenette Nwangwa; a Communications and marketing expert who has used the skills I possess to promote brands and businesses. I am also creative content writer with experience in writing in varied genres. I am suitable for a job in your establishment because of my ability to pay attention to details while… Continue reading Cover Letter
Hey guys, I am sorry that I have been away for too long. Life and final semester for this Degree has being happening to me. But here I am and I have been doing some wakaabout of course. But this one is not going to be about me or about my many wanderings. This one… Continue reading Some Light Cash
Happy new year fellow wanderers. A lot happened over the holidays that put a clog in the works of the things I had planned, but well, that is past now. Today, I will be sharing something that I discovered in my wandering around social media and art events. It is a pointer to the direction… Continue reading Groupies? Valuable People
Because I am a sweetheart and I like to share nice things, behold a short guide on how to explore Calabar this season.
You are in Calabar and you think Tinapa is calling you? Let me paint a picture of this place for you
Trips are often different, most times because of the circumstances or the reasons for that trip. And then, there is the human factor. Certain humans have the ability to make a trip an expedition into the bowels of hell, or an adventure in paradise.
“Land of our birth we pledge to thee. Our love and toil in the years to be, When we are grown and take our place, As men and women with our race.” Stanza one, Cross River State Anthem. I write, for this is the land of my birth. I was born in Calabar.… Continue reading WHERE FUN CAME TO DIE
I have been away for a while and I have many wakaabout stories to tell, especially from my journeys while I was in Nigeria over the holidays. But I am back to Ghana and final year and ill health will not allow me be great and build this beloved brand. But still we rise. I… Continue reading Something Light
She is my new lover, skin the red of blood from the last days of menstrual flow, somewhat brownish. She has become the symbol of the arousal my body feels when the savory taste of well-made Okpa explodes on my tongue, multiple sensations, maybe orgasms even. Her breasts, those mounds of hills topped with greens,… Continue reading Falling In Love In Atrocious Hotel Rooms
I love books. They are an essential part of my existence as a human being. I mean, there are several people I will exchange just for new books, topping that list are some of my exes and toenails of Satan ex-friends. My love for books made me become a member of this bookclub.… Continue reading Of Hills and Selective Amnesia