It was something in Chimamanda Adiche's Americanah that got me back on my blog. It was not the fact that the main character in that glorious book had a blog. After all, my own blog is but a mere collection of my ramblings while her posts were carefully crafted witty observations about race in America. It was rather something about the storyline and suddenly me feeling the need to share beyond the Twittersphere. I am still reading it but I find Americanah so compelling because it tells a story I can relate to on so many levels. In a nutshell, it tells the story of an African who went to college in the US, stayed for some years and made a return back to the continent. Interestingly, I also embarked on my American adventure roughly around the same time as the main character. I never stayed as long and did not actually return to the country from which I had first embarked on my journey. I digress. I started this blog back in 2005 because I was in need of some form of escape from the stress of my master's programme. I started blogging again in 2008 because I was need of some escape from a stressful real-life situation. As the years rolled by, work and a PhD meant I began to blog less and less. Ironically, there was little time to be a procrastinator and of course I was not even in Accra.
So here I am back in Accra. Being back in the city I call home and with that initial spark from Americanah, I find myself back rambling....even if it is briefly.