“In my perfect imagination, with stern discipline I rise with the first bird, salute the dawn, have a healthy breakfast of fruits, wander over to my faux-oak desk, tap the On button on my Macbook Air, acknowledge the muse, and skip into the world where the story flows over the day and into the night.” WorldFirstsStoriesNightImaginationPerfectAirDisciplineHealthyBirdFlowFruitWanderDawnAcknowledgeBreakfastButtonsDesksMuseOaksSkipSaluteFauxMacbookMacbook Air Author:Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor
“The truth, and nothing but the truth, is that dawn begins with a wrestling match with my soul and a systematic rejection of all the other useful possibilities a day offers. I make obeisance to the story, its characters, and the muse with burnt offerings.” SoulCharacterStoriesPossibilityTruth IsOffersMy SoulDawnRejectionWrestlingOfferingMuseSystematicNothing But The Truth Author:Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor
“I do need to find inner tranquillity and get into a "zone" before I switch on the computer to work on a story. Only after this do I enter the story world, where I meet the characters and, together, we work through the day and night.” WorldNeedsCharacterStoriesTogetherNightComputerZoneDay And NightTranquillity Author:Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor
“One day, I was running to the river. Along the way there was the most exquisite butterfly, a tiny little thing, on the pavement. I kind of jumped over it. And then two days later I woke up in the middle of the night with a character running, jumping over butterflies on the streets of Nairobi. After that, I followed the story. The story wrote itself.” WayKindLittlesTwoCharacterStoriesRunningNightStreetsMiddleOne DayRiversTinyOver ItLittle ThingsButterflyJumpingExquisiteTwo DaysMiddle Of The NightPavementNairobi Author:Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor
“Recording stories is a way of honoring the faculty of memory, even if it's recorded, outsourcing memory to technology.” IfsWayStoriesMemoriesTechnologyFacultyOutsourcing Author:Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor
“Even if you're in charge of the grand story there's still memory. The other stories do not go away.” IfsStillsStoriesMemoriesGoing Away Author:Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor