“Midway between the Old Oda-Nnewi Road and New Oba-Nnewi Road, in that general area bound by the village church and the primary school, and where Mmiri John Road drops off only to begin again, stood our house in Ojoto.” This is the first novel by Chinelo Okparanta, who had already released a story collection a few years earlier, and more recently the novel Harry Sylvester Bird, which I read the other week and really enjoyed. This novel is also enjoyable but very different from that. […]

“We arrived at the resort in the afternoon when the sun was rising above the army of palm trees, lined and fanning in the breeze like the windmills in the brightening orange and blue.” This is the second novel by Chinelo Okparanta and I wanted to read it after I read an article she wrote describing her process in deciding on the subject of the book. The cover and the title don’t offer much in terms of insight into the book itself, although I wonder […]