i don't know whether this is actually right, but i feel the title of this particular post should be what i have written above.

welcome back because i have been away for a whole year in the heart of northern nigeria, experiencing wht it is to be nigerian.

to be nigerian, this time, without cable television, electricity, pipeborne water, internet, the basic things that make life in the city go round.

those are what a citybred person would term as deprivation, but in the end, i didnt see it that way. i wasnt deprived. i just gave up certain things to get to the heart of rural nigeria.

i had a nice time doing it too. while i didnt know that saddam hussein had been put to death, i understand something of why my northern neighbours are seemingly hostile--because the southerners ordinarily believe them to be ordinarily so. and why they are seemingly foolish--because the southerner expects nothing less, even though the actually smartness is actually a stupidity that gets none nowhere.

well, now i am back. i have completed work on a novel i titled THE BEGOTTEN. there is another short story called CROSSING, which i have turned into a play. FATHERLAND is also in the works. and i am working on a soap opera script, that one i talked about. they will be out soon. bear with me, as you always have.

yours truly
dili san jules