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okeyben10:
lol
true that.


BTW, it's amazing how yu take out time to reply mentions

Lol.. I have to learn to be better than the first half of this year

okeyben10:
OK.

weird

like one of them short stories that Divepen1 likes to share

Someone said she's my female version.

Stage 3 Twitterture- (140 characters)- Steals battle. November 26-30
Twitterture is a 140-character story. It follows the pattern of those that type on twitter. All characters, including space, mean something.
— This stage is meant for only those that were stolen.
— The judges would pick a contestant here.
— This means the judges now have 4 contestants.

cc
Audreytimms

Juininho
. Divineroyalty

Shewrites

Dutch12
Missnande
Royver
Atayis
The writer2018

Winners

Team Audreytimms

-1. Peacesamuel94
2. OluwabuqqyYOLO
3. Firstgentleman1


Team Shewrites
1. DrDrewise
2. Jazmynne
3. Generica

Team Royver

1. Frankenstein
2. devilmaycry
3. MisterRuk


Available for Steals
The judges need to pick 2 people from those that are available for steals.
The only rule here is that they can't pick members of their group.



Team Shewrites
2. Juininho
7. Thewriter2018
11. Atayis

Team Audreytimms
3. SenhorSean
18. Missnande
20. Vivypretty

Team Royver
6. Divineroyalty
9. Dutch12

Royver:
What I said earlier about a progressive beginning and a reasonable ending. Good job @devilmaycry. The message has been passed across and you can guess what transpired earlier and what's most likely going to happen next.

I can't see Kusibe77's entry? Is he still in the race? If not devilmaycry takes this round.

He submitted late...

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authorsegun:
does that means there is no need for CAC certificate for a self publisher?

CAC is for business owners or idea

Akposb:
Got so much value from this. Thank you and I will certainly try out this options.

You're welcome. Happy to know it's of a great value..

writeprof:
Good one Divepen. I have a book that is on literature but it's not a creative work though. The idea behind it is to encourage people to develop more interest in reading literary works.

You can use the same format to promote it.

Please all contestants should drop their comments on the discussion thread. Thanks.

writeprof:
Observation: the National Library of Nigeria is located at Iyaganku estate, it shares fence with Vale A levels College. What we have in UI is the National Archives opp UI hotels.

Thanks, I will work on that..

NamelessOGBENI:
We are on the same page but now I'm thinking of having my own ebook published in pdf format rather than getting few buzz online.
Kudos to all the writers both on and off social media networks.

Then, you need to learn some steps on doing that perfectly..

Visit Writertain.com

ISBN stands for International Standard Book Number. It is a 13-digit number used to identify your book for commercial and industrial purpose. You will need different types for different formats for your book. If you are reading this that means you’re about to self-publish your book. That’s a good idea.
To get ISBN simply present:
1. An ISBN application. This letter will be directed to the Director of the National Library on your company’s letter headed paper.
N. Be The national library is located at University of Ibadan, Oyo.
2. ISBN application form
3. A photocopy of certification of incorporation of your company (as registered by the Corporate Affairs Commission of Nigeria -CAC).
N.B. This is only important for publishers
4. A copy of the book you wish to publish.
5. Registration fee, which is 2500 at the University of Ibadan.


http://writertain.com/2018/09/04/how-to-obtain-isbn-in-nigeria/

22 Things To Do After You Self-Publish in Nigeria and Anywhere else.
So, you have self-published your books.
Congratulations!!! You have just made a feat that a few people find the chance and time to do. The question is: What next? Should you start dancing like Tomi Adeyemi… Yes? You should but only for thirty minutes and probably for the Internet. Yes, you need to be excited for the Gram or else they will soon see the fear in your heart about what next? The fear of how to market your book after self-publishing
This is the next book after Harry Potter, we know. Even Oliver Twist or Fifty Shade of Greys are babies behind the concept you’re bringing to the world. We agree … If you fail to do the following, you will soon start
– Giving out your books
– Using your books as Grammar check or to prove you were a writer…
So, what’s next? What do you think should happen? Where should you go? Should you give marketers?
Writertain has got you covered as regards the next things after self-publishing especially in Nigeria.
To start with, you need

Author’s Branding
It is good to have all of these but in case, you can’t, you’re at liberty to pick some of them. A good landing page will help you get your book out.
1. Book Website (.com or NG) and customisation : You need a place to use as your landing page when people search for you online.
2. Registration at Mailchimp or any other email website and setting-up
3. Have A Page on Writertain : We are all about information and would be so delighted to drop information about you and your book here.
4. Have a social media presence: Have a page on the three most popular social media ( Facebook, Twitter, Instagram). Then, pick the one you feel you would love to be active on. Most people choose Instagram because it allows them to post immediately on the other platforms. However, a research done last year shows a lot of writers favour Twitter to all other websites.
5. Have A Cause You are fighting For : Your book… What’s it all about? Use it as a cause and keep talking about it.
6. Get Followers and Fans: Your book is eternal and if it is truly for the world, people will keep reprinting even after you’re gone ask Charles Babbage ( Sorry, Charles Dickens). So, create email opt-ins that will blow their minds away.
7. If you have published in the hardcover,
try publishing online.

Advertisement
The next thing you should consider is the way you want to advertise.
8. Create posters and banner : Preferably use the softcopy and post it on social media regularly.
9. Use paid adverts on social media
10. Advertise it on popular websites e.g Nairaland, Reddit

Book Events
11. Book Launch : ( I saw ‘Book Lunch’ somewhere! Well, you can do that too if you’re up for it) If you’ve not done that and feel you’re capable of doing it, then by all means do that. Make it interesting. Spice it with games relating to the book.
12. Book Reading : You can also organize a book reading event. Just ensure you bring chinchin, milkose ( do they still sell those?), minimie, and for those of us that love going traditional- bring Garri, cold water, and fried fish. In essence, bring something to munch while reading book. Any type of music can accompany it.
13. Competition : Organize competitions but be ready to part with your money.

Book Reviews
The next thing you need is to write a good review for your book, try it out yourself
14. Writer a teaser.. This might look like something you have done before but if you need to write different versions, start now. Check out our discussion about teasers here
15. You can also use various book reviews sites. We have a top list for you to check from.
16. Use book clubs also. Nigeria has a lot of
top book clubs that have promoted books beyond descriptions.

Interviews
17. You need interviews also
18. Get interviewed on Writertain (Claps! Luckily, we are not conventional and will make you teach instead of the regular discussions)
19. Talk to radio and TV stations or podcasts that allow book interviews
20. Get interviewed on Blogs like Pellura.top and so many others.
When you are creating these awareness ensure, you
21. Plan for a long time
22. Ensure they all go simultaneously. The boost makes people curious.
If you need any of these services, we provide them. All you need to do is to send a message asking for the price of the ones you want. Chikena!


This post is dedicated to Isabella Okeke, who wanted to know the next step after self-publishing her book. Congratulations to her.
Do you have anything you can add to this list? Drop your comment below…
Do you have any request you want us to discuss, drop it below or send it to our email writertain@gmail.com

http://writertainpublishers.com/?p=1864

Kusibe77:
The prince came every night for the past five days. A mystery man. But this night was different. Not for the street that had fallen asleep. Not for his limp and the clanging of his walking stick. He walked rather too slow and paused and looked back too often. He was the son of the king.


Cold breeze blew my window curtains as he walked onto the bridge and out of view.



The newspaper arrived the next morning with a bad news. The 'mystery man' was on the headlines: TROUBLED PRINCE DROWNED 'COS HE IS A BASTARD.

Oh! so sorry. This is way way past the deadline

OluwabuqqyYOLO:
Hello, Divepen1, you're unusually off. I hope all is fine.

Sort of. My phone has been having issues. I'll be consistently online by the end of the day.. Thanks anyway.

Frankenstein:
Divepen, please there's a mix up. You posted my entry for Divine royalty

Thanks. Corrected..

Divineroyalty:
This isn't my entry. Cc Divepen1 Royver

Corrected

Jazmynne
Forlorn


I heard footsteps...
They are coming.

I imagine men in black hoods, baring wicked eyes and wielding ruthless machetes.

The footsteps have drawn closer.

Quickly draping a dress over my unclad body, I tiptoe behind the curtains.

But, my imagination was wrong. These are no men and they wear no hoods.

Only seconds ago did my ears not ring at the sound of marching footsteps?

The aliens discuss in whispers with Iya as she grins excitedly.

Oh that this curiosity had to finally be my undoing.

Nodding, the pot-bellied alien turns in my direction: "She too."
Suddenly, Iya's smile withers.

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VS
Thewriter2018

The guardian

“...don't do this Maggie! Have mercy on me..,” Ada pleaded-Tears streaming down her cheeks.

Maggie pulled the gun at her face and smirked, “I warned you to stay away from Paul; He is mine but you won't listen.”

“I won't talk to him ever.”

“Haha too late bitch- Just Say your last prayers.”

Ada fell to her knees expecting the worst.

Suddenly, a loud bang followed by a thud erupted.

Ada opened her eyes to see Maggie lying in her own pool of blood. Someone had shot maggie but she didn't see.

She rose up and took to her heels.

Cc Shewrites

DrDreWise

It had been one of those evenings that they had met. Him, frurtrated; she, more frustrated. So, he had taken her home and introduced her as the maid. His wife, son and little Nimi had asked questions but he had tamed the tempest. And, so, under everyone's nose, the taboo had started, slowly at first, then fast, then pulsating, then hyperventilating. Their embers had blown furiously but largely veiled and out of that had come the will to be bold and free, of all hindrances. So, that day, he had nodded as she added poison to his wife's dinner.

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VS

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Atayis
THE JOY I NEVER HAD
The city glowed; dazzling in stable electricity, and the beautiful flowers; frequently.
The elegant skyscraping buildings were glassy, shining, and built at regular intervals; while the exterior designs were looking gorgeously in complete blueness.
Merriment triumphed my heart. A day spent, I became rich; I had houses, cars, valuable properties. My body glittered by hygienic food like new born babies enlivened with breast milk.
"Ekaaro o, ologi de o"the daily sonorous voice jolted me into reality.
"Dream!" I exclaimed.
I threw my bedbug - infested pillow angrily at the wall, and gave my flat bed a heavy blow.
" ouch!" I got injured.

cc: Shewrites

Juininho


Insomnia
Insomnia, again. I stood up and plodded to the sitting room where I started rambling through Stephen King. It was a knocking sound, at first, before it turned to a breaking one. My ears stuck out and I traced it to my compound's sewage slab; was someone interested in the decomposition of poo, I thought, chuckling. Well, I returned to King but dozed off before I Knew it. Morning came and my mum was on her way out when the landlord called her over a broken sewage. The scoundrel, I understood immediately, was about extorting his tenants yet again!

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vs

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Generica


Hundred Days of Thunder
It was the culture and practice of the Mulele people of the Red Forest. With red leaves wrapped around their waist, they danced in circles, chanting a tune. The song spoke of past ages, the time of long ago when brother knew brother and sky married earth. It was a strain that reminded one of the ancient time and its religion.
Ufundugu, the leader of the tribe, emerged from the trees. He sent out a terrifying ululation and there was an instant clap of thunder. So frightening were they that a woman often fell and died.

SenhorSean

WITHIN MOMENTS
It was a cloudless day accentuated by the tender sleet. It was hard to believe that in a few moments, something bad would happen to me...
I was there filled with random thoughts like i'm running out of time to get my life together until he showed up.
The unknown man had a scrawny mouth and tender arms... He didn't look dangerous, not even his lanky appearance warned me of my fate.
I can still vividly recall the record coming down my feet like a pointy piano - smash. I felt my life slip away till i passed out.

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OluwabuqqyYOLO
Baba returned oddly that night - no drumming, no fanfare. We had quickly gathered. Dende spoke first, we would no longer wait for Baba's death. We had then crept into his room, before the village would know he had returned, and had emerged with his limp body over Lamina's shoulder. In the morning, we had been summoned by the chief and as we sat, we had dreaded that our shallow grave had been discovered. But as the cheif spoke, with grieving eyes, we had found out that Baba had died in a motor accident on his way back the day before.

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Firstgentleman1
TIME AND CHANCE
That day, Papa was disturbingly quiet; a demeanour uncharacteristic of him. He had been like that all day and everyone treaded cautiously. Then at dinner when Tade knocked down the enamel cup and papa didn’t bellow-in-rage, we knew something was amiss.
“The doctor says I have two months left to live”. Papa intoned at last, a quiver noticeable in his baritone voice. The silence in the room amplified until Mama let out a crowding wail.
That was two years ago and today at Mama’s funeral, Papa sitting beside me; I wondered the kind of twist fate played on us.

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Vivypretty

My stomach rumbled while the parasitic worms bit into my stomach walls forcing me awake. It was 01:30am by my room's clock.
I crept down the corridor, trying not to wake my parents as I made for the kitchen.
I slid through the kitchen door which was ajar without causing it to squeak. Flicking on the light switch at the wall, I fainted. Pitch black darkness surrounded me as the arms of silence embraced me. I felt weightless as a feather as I hit the floor.
My ex lover, our gateman had been lying in wait.



Audreytimms

peacesamuel94

CRIME PANGS.
The hunger I felt then was different, gnawing. It was the kind driven, not just by the benign lack of
food, but by the even deadlier absence of the hope for food. I sought salvation from the goodly
Illusions of sleep, it did not come.The torment layed open like engraving in stone.
"Hunger Cannot kill a man", Baba says. And I never doubted Until then. Sleep had forsaken me. And Baba too.
So I had gone out, bearing emptiness in my belly, the intention to steal in my mind.
It was how I ended in the Police net.

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Missnande


Drabble Entry

'Uloma can not kill me' Mama said vigorously as if trying to convince herself. I knew she was anxious from the darkening in her crease. My sister had really outdone herself this time, coming back from NYSC with the intention of marrying a Hausa chief!
Papa called it her madness in a good way and it was meant to take her far because when she makes a decision, there is no turning back.
The Fufu and Onugbu soup I had been demolishing happily began to lose its taste. I knew I had to talk to her immediately.
Cc

Audreytimms

Devilmaycry


I'm sorry I pleaded with my hands tied as I woke up but instead recieved a whip to my back.I was Unclad and been tortured by a lady whom I just met.
"Now kneel and bend forward"
she shouted.
I was left with no option but to obey,how did I get myself into this mess?
Then it downed on me what I was into,she was coming with a strapon round her waist.Next I felt someone grabbing my waist from behind and slapping my ass.Trying to force that thing inside me.Ohh alcohol,if only I had listened to the voice of chibuzor.
vs
Kusibe77

MisterRuk

The Gambler
One. night in Benin, a gambler and his wife were arguing.
His wife nagged:" You are such a useless man!Your gambling is fruitless! When will you find a job and start acting like a real man?"
The gambler replied: "You are right, I'll drop gambling and turn my wrongs into rights by starting with you, because marrying you is the worst gamble I ever did"
Then he brought out a gold ring, he wore it and touched his wife, she turned into a shiny gold statue. The gambler sold the statue to an art museum and he became very rich.

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Vs
Divineroyalty


[On entering the interrogation room,Agent Leo felt something was amiss: Chief suspect smiling?


"Hello............"


"I'm here because I was seen yards away from the crime scene with a gun and weird clothes huh?" Suspect interrupted. "Well, I was coming back from my show. That's my costume."

He leaned forward, "There's been over thirty cold case murders dating back three years. Relocated here just a month ago. Ask the neighbours."

---

Was this an attempt to mess his head ?


Leo felt someone was watching him, as if waiting for him to make a move on the terrible details he was given.

Cc:
Royver
Cc Royver

Correction

dutch12


They say the grass is green on other side but I just found out it isn't. If anyone had told me months ago that I, Ejero will be a slave to one Goddamn Arab man in Malaysia. I will slap the person on both cheeks but here I am, lying on the dirty floor as a slave.
The steel door opened and a hunky Arab man entered, grabbed a woman by her hair and dragged her out. Every day, someone is being dragged out of the cage to God knows where. Will I ever make it out of here alive?


vs

Frankenstein
Fighter


“Clear!”

The defibrillator hummed and jolted me. My mind flashed.

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Mummy had warned me about following strangers to their house, but it’d been Bayo who’d taught me fractions and called me ‘Liddle one'.

I’d tried to push him off, but my 9-year-old body proved weak. He’d pinned me on his mattress.

But something had roared in me; Something unnatural.

I’d then bit, scratched, screamed. I was being battered but I’d fought, and I’d won, while he fled scared.

---

Two weeks later, I woke up in the ICU. Bayo had been caught and the Media was calling me Fighter Girl.

Cc Divepen
Cc Royver

Divepen1:
Shewrites picked
2. Juininho
5. Generica

12. Drdrewise
17. Jazminynne
7. Thewriter2018
11. Atayis

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Audreytimms


3. SenhorSean
4. Peacesamuel94
14. Firstgentleman1
18. Missnande
20. Vivypretty
16. OluwabuqqyYolo

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Royver


6. Divineroyalty
8. MisterRuk
10. Frankenstein
9. Dutch12
19. Kusibe77
15. Devilmaycry

Please, let the first pairings begin

Please, you'll post this here...

Shewrites
picked

2. Juininho

5. Generica


12. Drdrewise

17. Jazminynne

7.
Thewriter2018

11. Atayis

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Audreytimms



3. SenhorSean

4. Peacesamuel94

14. Firstgentleman1

18. Missnande

20. Vivypretty

16. OluwabuqqyYolo

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Royver



6. Divineroyalty

8. MisterRuk

10. Frankenstein

9. Dutch12

19. Kusibe77

15. Devilmaycry


Please, let the first pairings begin