Abigail Arunga is a passive aggressive narcissistically inclined writer who hopes her dreadlocks will one day grow to the length of Maxi Priest’s hair and acknowledges the fact that her father doesn’t think she has a real job. She hopes to someday have a lot more money than she does now by writing hella lot/winning the lottery/forcing as many people as she possibly can to buy her first – and the others that will follow – book.
She is the author of Akello, a poetry collection. Formerly, she was the Digital Editor for Zuqka.com. Concurrently, she worked as a contributor for several local magazines such as Home and Living, DRUM and Saturday Magazine, and has continued to contribute to NMG and its publications, Elite Daily, Beershara and Movie Jabber, among others. She was also a scriptwriter for the award-winning soap opera Lies that Bind, and has written for shows on MNet such as Block D and How To Find A Husband. She began her writing career as an intern for Storymoja Publishers. She is a 2011 honours graduate of USIU, and an old girl of The Kenya High School.
This website is a collection of her life’s works.
And I obviously, promptly followed. Love the look of the blog.
HI. 🙂
So proud of your work!!??
Your work thrills me. Honestly, how dangerously exciting!
Wow, i followed you here from your post @Magunga blog. I love writing too. I love your blog Akello.
This is a start of a story, well fictitious.
He sat there, still and motionless. His mind wondering so far, nothing meant sense anymore – he thought.
He began to question worthiness of his career, his existence too. A curse? Bad omen?
Eric reached his back pocket and found his wallet. Slowly he pulled out a photograph, one he always carried with him. A picture of his mother.
A woman he never remembered. At least there it was – a similarity no one could deny. Deep green eyes, just like his. She had died shortly after giving birth to him, 1985.
Thank you for reading, Cedric, and leaving your writing for me to enjoy!
Most welcome Akello
hello, would you kindly decipher to me the meaning of this line that(I am now obsessed with) in one of your wonderful poems, “i can be your poetry, but I would rather be your rhyme”.
Your reply will be immensely appreciated.
Lol! Hi Marooned. What do you think it means?
Hi Akello, I stumbled upon you on Magunga’s blog and I sure liked your work. Love at first read I guess. Hopefully soon or someday we can do a guest post exchange or several as the gods deem fit.
Hehe. Welcome and thank you!
Hey Akello. I am such a fan of all your work. I recently just started writing and I am interested in scriptwriting. Do you have any advice to sound off to this budding writer 😊
Hey!
That’s great.
Have you gotten in contact with any fillmakers or Kenyan directors? Do you follow them on their handles etc on Twitter in case they do callouts for things like this? That could be a great place to start. Then, have you downloaded scripts online? They are easily accessible on the internet – then you can read through them and get a feel of what scripts are like?
Thank you!
This has helped a bunch.
Okay, what can’t this woman do? The only thing I ask for is more content, please. I’ve finished everything here and will get the book as soon as I’m back home- Yes, niko majuu na najua nitarudi tu.
*hides face in shame
We are demanding for more content, please.
Uh oh 😀 😀