Hi, I'm Abidemi Sanusi. Former human rights worker. Now, author. Slayer. Superstar. Featured in the Guardian, Reuters, Independent on Sunday, and the BBC (for reals!). Nominated for the prestigious Commonwealth Writers' Prize (dahling!). Average Amazon book review: 4.5 out of 5 stars. Bald. Wears glasses. Cooks. Has been known to wear wigs. Has had what some call a deranged career, ranging from being a human rights worker, to … READ MORE about ABOUT
‘…outstanding commentary on the conditions that make life in home countries unbearable, the casual cruelties meted out on strangers as they travel, and the indifference that sustains it all’
JUDGING PANEL ON ‘EYO’
Eyo was nominated for the Commonwealth Writers’ Prize (Avg Amazon review: 4.5 out of 5 stars)
Every so often a book comes along that stops you in your tracks, encourages you to think in a different way and whets your appetite to know more about biblical characters… For me this is such a book.
‘THE NEWS paper’ (Review for God has Daughters Too – avg Amazon review: 4.5 out of 5 stars)
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AMAZON REVIEW FOR:
SEO Copywriting (Avg review: 5 out 5 stars)
What I’m working on
As I shop for a new literary agent, I do so with renewed gratitude for all the feedback I’ve had so far on Looking for Bono. I entered a competition to have the first 50 or pages critiqued by industry veteran, Kate Barker (so lovely. Perhaps I should harangue her to take me on as[Read More…]
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My book, Eyo, was regionally shortlisted (Africa’s Best Book) for the Commonwealth Writers’ Prize. Of course, I’d dreamt about winning an award (which writer hasn’t?). I’d pictured myself on stage, strategic tears gushing down my cheeks as I remembered to thank the three people who brought me to that stage – me, myself and I –[Read More…]
I did it. I woke up and chopped off my hair (again). The night before, I ‘d taken out my plaits, a process that took five hours of my life that I will never get back. Each time I took a plait in my knackered hands and tried loosening my hair from its tenacious grip,[Read More…]