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#15 ~ The End

It’s been just under four years since I began this blog, completed the 365 challenge, attempted to keep going, realised I’d run out of stamina and had taken on far too many projects along the way. But it’s been wonderful, especially knowing I could share 4 years of my life with over 100 dedicated followers and many nomads who passed through from time to time. However, from this day forth, ‘The Death of the Writer’ is now closed. It’s not, of course, the end of my writing. As you know I’m now the deputy Editor and contributor for MAGNIFY magazine – the UK’s first independent feminist, faith and fashion magazine – you should definitely check it our here.  I’ve also been exploring and expanding my poetry. In fact i’ll be performing at Latitude Festival this summer and hopefully at many more in the years and months to come. I’ve found small and meaningful success with poetry and poetry competitions and hopefully you’ll see me on some circuit or even buy my anthology (when I get round to writing it!). Theatre’s also been a great exploration, so who knows what the coming months will hold! I suppose, the main reason i’m closing the blog is partly the lack of discipline to keep going everyday (life gets pretty busy). But also the lack of freedom. I think, I’m also in a period of transition – i’m trying to work out what the next story will be….and that inevitably will be an incoherent process, at best, so I’d like the freedom to just scribble and write nonsense and let me thoughts crystallise organically, a bit like at the beginning of this adventure….ALSO in the meantime i’d really like to set up a WEBSITE so you can see all my stuff in one place – wouldn’t that be neat!

BUT in the meantime, if you want to keep following my spasmodic thoughts or are looking to get in contact PLEASE follow me on twitter (@JustinaKehinde) and do inbox me and I will endeavour to get back to you ASAP. Keep on the look out for whatever comes next and may you also continue to discover and hone your voice. All the best, continue to Shine Bright


Poetry So Far….

TEDx Talk:

Black Orpheus:



#366 ~ 2012 was a Leap Year!

Yes, it was a leap year. I didn’t forget that. But this is a final post in the 365 journey to help new comers navigate the blog.

Introduction: The opening and closing posts which give you an understanding of the reason for the blog and it’s journey are found in the About section, so click on there to begin and get stuck in.

Psalms: A series of meditative poetry posts based on Psalm 119, the longest of the Psalms. It takes a few verses from each ‘stanza’ and ruminates on what they mean or challenges them. An insight into my faith, or at least the ‘faith journey,’ that occurred towards the end of the blog. So click PsalmSeries, they are in reverse order, so the last post (which appears first) is from the first stanza….it makes sense, just read it as you see it, scroll down.

IthembaMini Blog of my time during the summer of 2012 working with the phenomenal charity Ithemba Projects in Durban, South Africa. It’s an incredible journey that looks at what it means to serve, to love, to loose, to create a family, and also confronts issues with poverty tourism and issues prevalent in South Africa. A succinct, uplifting journey, I taught as an English teacher in the community of Sweetwaters, so you can see some of the videos and poems we created. Enjoy and check out the charity as well.

Voice(less): These are a collection of articles, posts and poems about issues I am very passionate about. I am concerned with marginalised and dispossed groups/issues such as sex trafficking, rape, prosititution and conflict. These are a few posts that look at these issues. Often very raw, emotional and challenging, so be prepared for your heart to be ripped.

100 Words and a Photo: An incredible collection of 30 posts, each written at centenary periods in the Blog. They take the form of a photo by my sister and 100 words from me, some are short stories, other commentaries, but if you just want to read something short and creative, this is a beautiful series to get stuck into. Enjoy

Articles: These are all the posts I wrote as articles. Ranging from music reviews, to comments on the social upheaval in Nigeria, to Kony2012 and other more political or even comment pieces, perhaps an insight into a more ‘formal’ style of my writing.

Life Lessons: A collection of one line posts which give out life lessons. From down right stupid and humorous, to philosophical, if you are short on time, there’s some fruit to be snatched here.

Creative: All my poems and creative work. An insight into my heart, raw, bleeding, daydreaming, humorous, hey, I gave it all a go.

Be blessed, here in ends the journey, navigate your way, find that gold.

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#364 ~ My Best Friend

It’s a difficult term. You apply it at a young age, and undoubtedly spite many people along the way. In one sense, every one has a multitude of best friends. They are the people who you have grown with, that you can ‘be yourself with’ what ever that quaint phrase means. They are people who lean forwards and snatch that mask off your face. They also begin conversations with you, without an introduction, and just trust that you’ll find your way through the grand scheme of things, and still have something of value to say before you slam dunk into the conclusion.

My best friend is stunning. My best friend is powerful and beautiful and intelligent. If I ever think I’m jealous, I look and I remember I just want the best, always. My best friend is my sister, my friend, my soul sister, my twin – you notice I lack specificities because the title is not set in stone. My best friend(s) knows who they are. I would not be where I am without them.

We tell ourselves we are alone in the world to make ourselves feel stronger. In my weakness, and my vulnerability I become stronger, and our friendship grows tighter.


#362 ~ The Textual Deception

So, for those who have followed this blog, you will acutely understand the palava I have had with phones. Whilst one dropped down the toilet and then was washed in a sink, the other decided to take a nap on a train and never made it back into my pocket. I then resorted to a Nokia 100, which is incredible, because it actually has long life battery power and cannot view MultiMedia messages which just makes life easier – people only contact she they want to say something and not Instagram something.

Sadly, there is a deception within the textual world of communication. You see, one may think or even convince themselves that they are having a conversation. You receive a text, you respond hey pronto, but it is not the same as a verbal vocal conversation, wherein you say something and one responds pronto. The textual deception has been exposed on Facebook. Now one can tell if you have seen the message. I am one of those people who likes to read a message, digest, and then mark as unread, so i can be reminded to respond at a later date. But no! Alas for me, that option is no longer available. Once I click it open I expose myself to the sender, who expects a rapid response. No longer can I chew the words, i must spit out a reply like a mother bird regurgitating for her child.

At least, with my Nokia 100 there is not chance of a What’s App app being used. I can read, savour, and make a mental note to reply later. It also means i can save my credit. Hurrah for non-smart phones, we know where the intelligence really lies.

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#360 ~ Form

There are those days, when you look around at the friends you have and think – you are not my portion in life. In the sense that, people tell you your best friends are to be cultivated at University, and I’m sure some of them will be, but they often forget about the incredible people who walked with you out of primary and caught you at the gates of secondary. I think of those friends often, think about the huge portion of my life I gave them…and I feel nostalgic that I can’t see them…but i’m excited to see how we’ll keep feeding those relationships, and how one day, when I leave Uni and the same thought flashes across my head at work, i’ll smile and remember, you’re all part of my life portion, ’cause I bought the plate, with the knife and fork, I sat down at the table, i checked the menu and then we 

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#359 ~ End of an Era

I’m sitting here, crazily trying to cram down my last thoughts as i bring this blog to an end. It’s a shame I wasn’t able to post something every day, that would’ve kept the flavour ripe. But it’s fascinating, trying to conjure at least 10 things out of one day. Why do I want to end it today, the last day of January? Well, then it’s a complete year, January to January. January is my special month, also I need and want to move on. But the words are trickling away asking me to run into February…but tomorrow has enough worries of it’s own, for now i’ll just have to look after today.

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