Sharing the Musings of My Journey in Creative Writing
I asked ChatGPT to build a profile of me based on our conversations as well as my professional experience. The result is this bio. Alexander Sena Kodjokuma is a Ghanaian creative, communicator, photographer, writer, and graduate student whose life has been shaped by curiosity, creativity, and a continuing search for meaningful work. His path has […]
Read More Alexander Sena Kodjokuma: A Biography [According to ChatGPT]Two old lovers reconnect in a heartfelt reunion. They reminisce about the past while navigating their current lives, revealing personal changes and milestones. Their laughter masks deeper emotions, leading to a bittersweet farewell as they acknowledge their ever diverging paths may never cross again.
Read More Night of the living deadI write this opinion editorial on self doubt and my creativity.
Read More On DoubtTexting Through The Snapchat “I like my men a little chubby” “Really”“Yeah… like a dad bod… strong but not fat. Abs are too hard”“Haha I see.”“See what?” “That I am the man of your dreams… and bed” “I forgot to add one more thing”“What might that be?” “I definitely like my men very not married” […]
Read More TEXTING THROUGH THE SNAPCHAT & OTHER MICRO STORIESLeaving your motherland is never an easy decision. Even in the a country that is better off, the struggle to integrate and assimilate takes a mental toll few are prepared for; particularly culturally and socially. When you leave the shores of your country, you suffer a slow death. You are half in, half out; neither […]
Read More Greetings From AbroadA retelling of the second task of Kweku Ananse in his quest to have Nyame’s stories named after him. This is written from the perspective of Onini, the African Rock Python.
Read More KWEKU ANANSE NE NYAME ABASƐM: KWEKU NE ONINI MU NSƐMNSƐMI have forgotten What the sun feels like On my skin Golden tendrils of warmth Dancing The wind in my eyes Roaring Sometimes it whispers Hushed tones Into mine eyes I have forgotten The taste of mango Succulent and slurpy and sweet A fruity mess Meandering down my forearm The aromatic flavours of a homecooked […]
Read More ÊtreIn this blog post, I look back at 12 years of curating my creative writing blog.
Read More It’s Gone QuietI document this low point of my career as a copywriter.
Read More Dead Babies & (Non)Ad-menParadise is oft lost by minds too curious to fully ponder Innocence in its meekness. 1 Sunday school had just ended. It was almost time for communion during mass. The children who have taken First Communion were inside the church. Me I have not taken first communion because I am nine years old and Catechist […]
Read More all the things people do in cars aside from driving them
