My one resolution this year was to write more often. And this opportunity was just heaven sent… The 30- day blogging challenge. I spied this on the awesomazing’s Laker Fiona’s blog and I thought to myself, why not!
I, Amuron Mable, the laziest blogger known (to myself), am going to participate in the 30 day blogging challenge…. Wooooh!
So here goes nothing:
Her hair is straight
Long and glossy
It once was a shiny black
Then a shiny red
Now its a shiny blonde
Her smile is perfection
Teeth white, lips red
Her skin is a smooth brown
I know you.
You, who’s looking at me.
I know you.
With your eyebrows and makeup
Trying to be like all the girls in the magazines
This is a hostage situation, Mable’s blog is being held hostage! Call 911….wait that doesn’t work in this here Uganda, call 999!
Seriously though, today, on this final day of blog week, I have the privilege of hosting one of the brightest minds I have the pleasure of knowing, a person who also happens to be one of my closest friends.
Nga I begged and cried and threw tantrums (OK this is a bit of an exaggeration) for him to put something to paper and finally, finally he did…and its a promise, a contract of sorts, for him to write more often. I will hold him to this promise.
Ladies and gentlemen of the blogosphere, I give you the incomparable mind of the awesomely awesome ROLAND ARUHO
He’s been called many names over the centuries; the grim reaper, walumbe, Angel of death, Hades and so many more and today He/she/it chose to sit down with me for an interview…….ME!!! Like whaaaaaaaaat! Ignore my squeaky voice, shaking voice and the very suspect wet patch on my jeans.
Here goes nothing…
I take your hand. You look away, I’m almost sure, you don’t want to be here. But I want to be here and I know I’ll maybe pay for this later on. You turn to me and kiss my cheek, and whisper how you love me. I try to not to smile, but I can’t help it. Damn you and your charm.
My friends look on, I can see how jealous they are and for a moment I enjoy their envy. The song “mbakubye equalizer” plays in my head. And indeed, I have, I’m so gleeful. I remember everything they said about me.
Okay, so I’ve never actually reviewed a book. So this, right here, is my first time doing it.
I’m sure its going to be awkward as hell, probably painful and definitely uncomfortable. But you know what they say, you never forget your first *insert winky emoji*
Anyhoo here goes nothing:
So, its been a minute, well a whole lot longer than a minute and I have been,
not writing struggling with a few things.
Well, here now is a story I wrote for the third edition of the Short Story Writing Competition organized by a one awesome Dennis Assimwe of The Gathering, which sounds like a cult, now that I think about it.
I came in 7th but I am very excited about this story because it was the Dennis Assimwe’s favorite! Like seriously whaaaaaaaat!!!
Today, my blog has been taken over by the incomparable, awesome, and amazing Gloria (Pnky) Nakyejwe.
I have known her for like a decade now (mehn, we are old) and let me tell you, she is one smart lady.
Like really…. She’s an architect, an artist, baker extraordinaire, and CEO of not one but two businesses!
Seriously how awesome is she!?
Donald Trump is running for the highest office in the most ….. super (?) country on earth. Donald Trump used to be a TeeVee star where he popularised the three words, or two depending on the primary school you went to, that every employee dreads or welcomes, also depending on who your boss – ahem: former boss- is…was(?). Donald Trump has also been called: the cinnamon Nazi, an over ripe orange, the guy with the best hair style (I do hope sarcastically intended), the Bringer Ofthemuch Feared….and honestly anticipated…. Apocalypse and Donald Drumpf (by THE Quintessential John Oliver).