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i ain't even gonna front...

okay, i'm going all americano today cos my friend on facebook says she can't understand when people use words like "y'all" and "gonna"...and it downright pisses her off. so look, i ain't even gonna front like i don't want no recognition. the truth is, that most bloggers are inherently attention seeking bastards and even though they may pretend to be modestly trying to just put their noble ideas out there, and sometimes believe their own hype that they are changing the world, the truth is, we are all narcissistic. we welcome attention, nay, we court it. we beg people to look at the stuff we have, marvel at what we know, and pay attention to what we have to say...all under the guise that we are undertaking a noble cause of cultural change and voicing painful truths. balderdash.

if any writer is going to be honest, it makes no sense writing lengthy creap where nobody is reading. it is the very crux of writing itself, to have someone who finds it worth a fraction of their day. this is the same primal drive for attention that has led to the success of a small initiative called the nigerian blog awards. i stumbled on this award last year when i was looking to expand my readership base by advertising my blog posts outside of facebook. sooner than i thought, i began to look for places where i could submit my writing for consideration of some honour...and then it struck me. most of the blogs that win international awards, are not self seeking ones. they are not flippant, opinion making blogs that only serve to elicit a giggle from the reader...they are the blogs that challenge cultural stereotypes. they are the ones that write on the prejudices that we all like to feign ignorance about, tackle the gay black person syndrome (without fear of being labelled), talk straight up about spousal abuse, religious inconsistencies, political maneuverings, personal experience that expose their 'not so perfect' lives and generally change a small part of the world one heart at a time.

my intentions for writing my blog are noble, although the execution often falls short. i do sincerely hope that when people read my blogs, it makes them think, disagree, reason and then form their own individual position on the subject matter. i want the light topics to elicit laughter and incredulity, and i keep my stories as close to the truth as possible, humorous twist notwithstanding. and this is why i think i more than qualify to hold my blog out for nomination at this years nigerian blog awards...not from a standpoint of vanity (although it would be nice to win and brag about it till the end of time), but to enable this blog gain recognition enough to influence yet more minds, and consequently in future influence a greater level of action.

so peeps, i will be telling you how to nominate my blog in the coming days and i hope you believe in my dream enough to support me down this road. although there is no money attached to the awards (darn), i promise to write an acceptance speech blog post dedicated to you when i win. and if i don't win, don't worry...it won't mean i am a terrible writer, it will just mean there are better writers than me out there.

see y'all around peeps!


**UPDATED**
How to nominate me:

1. Click: http://www.nigerianblogawards.com/register.php


2. When the page opens, put in your name and email address

3. scroll down that page to items 3, 16 and 30 only

4. type: www.simplyoroquesview.blogspot.com , in the boxes by item 3, 16 and 30

5. click submit

6. Go to your email and click the link to confirm

Thanx peeps!

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