When I'm working, I'm so narrowly focused on sound, language, rhythm, flow, that I rarely feel the emotion of the text. It's only after - long after - I've finished a piece that I can experience in any way its emotional charge.

I read recently that the problem with stereotypes isn't that they are inaccurate, but that they're incomplete. And this captures perfectly what I think about contemporary African literature. The problem isn't that it's inaccurate, it's that it's incomplete.

Every Christmas, all around Ghana, there are tons of these parties and they are full of everything that exists in human life in Ghana and worldwide.

I was four when I announced my ambition to write, eight when I began publishing such claims.

I consider myself West African, among other cultural identities, and a writer, among other creative ones.

I've written fiction for as long as I can remember; it's always been my preferred form of play.

The thing that comes most frequently to me on yoga retreats is excruciating pain in my hips.