The Association of Nigerian Authors (ANA) has called for entries in six categories of its 2019 literary prizes. The prizes include ANA Prize for Poetry, ANA Prize for Prose Fiction and ANA Prize for Drama, worth N100,000, for published and unpublished works. The other prizes are ANA Prize for Children’s Literature (7 to 13 years age range) for Published works only, worth N100, 0000; ANA/Abubakar Gimba Prize for Fiction for published short stories collection worth N200, 000 and ANA/Maria Ajima Prize for Literary Criticism with focus on criticism of emergent Nigerian Literature worth N100,000.
The award is open to Nigerian writers, home and abroad. Works entered should have been published between 2018 and 2019. An entry fee of N3,000 is required for all the prizes.
Deadline is May 31, 2019. A shortlist will be announced in September, 2019 and winners of the prizes will be announced by the judges at the Awards Dinner during the 38th International Annual Convention of ANA in October, 2019.
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Often when we are in a position, we fail to see how far we have come. It is often the case that when a man is climbing a mountain and looks down, he does not appreciate the heights he has attained but is afraid of what would happen if he falls.
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Title: Promises on Sand Author: Amina Aboje Publisher: Kraft Books Year of Publication: 2017 Number of Pages: 87 Category: Poetry Reviewer: Paul Sawa Although I write the occasional poem, I do not see myself as a poet. Avid reader that I am, however, I consider myself … Continue reading Unalloyed and Revitalizing: Thoughts on Amina Aboje’s ‘Promises on Sand’
It is here again; the popular ANA Literary Prizes. For a time to claim serious bragging rights, join a league of awesome hall of famers (that I am a part of, whoop whoop!), here are the details that you should either pass along or use. Note that the time to act starts NOW! Okay, here … Continue reading 2017 ASSOCIATION OF NIGERIAN AUTHORS’ LITERARY PRIZES: CALL FOR ENTRIES
There is a splintered street Where dreams die at dawn The gurgle of laughter stilled In the unlikeliest of throats There is a nascent irascibility that sends Youth hurtling off the edge of this precipice Called life. Death is not painful For the dead. Only for the unfortunate Living who sift through memories Like voyeurs. … Continue reading Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Agatha Aduro
Today, one generator and a television Were taken away from someone Light and hope was stolen from that home He lost his head and swore to get someone else’s Today, a man was caught Who stole a generator and television He was the thief of someone else’s vision Seeking means to fight Hades who called … Continue reading ONE GENERATOR AND TELEVISION (THE STORY OF OUR STREETS TODAY) by Su’eddie Vershima Agema
Abuja is king when it comes to literary fun… Yes, and we are not doing comparisons before you start calling Lagos and Makurdi 😉 The Guest Writer Session put up by the Abuja Writers’ Forum held at Aso Hall, Nanet Suites, Central Business District, Abuja is one of the most consistent literary events in the … Continue reading THE POWERED ABUJA GUEST WRITER SESSION
I have made peace with myself I may never find you who completes my story Countless words I’ve curved Sent on the wings of the travelling winds I have tried to breathe again Hoping to have you with me in time Not while I’m dead to the silent world… To feel the breath of … Continue reading Dreams that become you – Sewuese Leah Anyo
(for our lost ones…and elvis iyorngurum) the night fires are no longer for fun tales they are for the wake of several deaths not for the dead gone… but the living with lives long worn out like winds sapped from souls theories fly from diverse lands rubbing sand into our eyes even as we keep … Continue reading night fires (a poem) by su’eddie vershima agema
His voice was not what one should listen to, at least not when he was singing. But as he traced her sides with his fingers and picked words from Asa’s songs, he sounded less horrible. They had found this place by chance; a spot in the community park that no one knew. They had since colonized … Continue reading Tomorrow (A Short Story on Cancer) by Nana Sule