The Making of the Rants

I have known Ace since I was a teenager. And he was a person many of us as young people looked up to, literally – he was so tall. But we also looked up to him in that he challenged us on many fronts as a leader. More on that someday. Not today.

Today I want to touch on the making of The Rants.

My friend and partner Kofi Akpabli had been dabbling in writing and publishing for years. My first book came out in 2008 and Kofi released his first two books in 2011. From 2011, we started collaborating on book signings and then book readings. We had people approaching us individually to work on developing content, edit, advise on publishing or help get books published. With time, this aspect of our lives was growing and we found ourselves collaborating on publishing too, either on our own works or for others. But it still remained a side job, something we squeezed time for.

In 2017, after half a decade’s sojourn in Alata, I decided to return to Sikaman. In returning, I make a decision to take some time off from my full-time factory job and give some focus on what I considered a pure hobby and passion, to see if it can grow into something significant.

There were a number of people we had listed as candidates for our initial foray into publishing – mainly people who have shared a lot of their thoughts on the socio-political happenings in Sikaman, mainly on blogs and on social media.

I had been chasing and pestering Ace to publish, since 2016. He always threw me off his back, with the quip, “Who would want to read what I write? And buy what – my book?” Vintage Ace, the man who says “gellaway!” when we thank him for his kindness or support, which he gave aplenty. By the way, he launched my first book in 2008, auctioned it and wrote the first long review. And gave me a fat cheque too! Ah, I digress again.

So, he kept dodging me. Then, when I returned home in April 2017, I renewed my chase. In July 2017, I attended the launch of Manasseh Awuni Azure’s first book at the Christ the King Hall in Accra. After the launch, I hitched a ride home with Ace. We drove on the Spintex Road and on the stretch towards the Coca Cola Roundabout, after Ace had asked me what I was doing since I had been home, I told again about the need to get him published and pitched that he should allow us to publish him. Typically, he only laughed and said “gellaway!”

Early the next morning (you all know this man isn’t weak so he doesn’t sleep, right? Sleep is for the weak, he says!), he sent me a message on Whatsapp. “Let’s do it”, the message read.

He was turning 50 in a few months and was already working on a collection of his songs, for his first album which came out as My Yadah. So, he asked that we did a book as well and give both out as gifts on his 50th birthday in November 2017.

Kofi and I were ecstatic! A big vote of confidence! I was to lead on the job. I did the first compilation of Ace’s writings, mostly from his blog, mainly articles on legal issues, written as commentaries on the law and events in Sikaman from the legal angle. It came to over 170,000 words. He says “No, I don’t want my first book to be on the law. Collect my rants on Facebook and let’s see.”

That was the beginning of a rigorous 4-months, compiling the rants, getting his speeches, his poems, editing by Kofi and I and Ace and then more editing. The man teaches editing in the Law School and so we got educated some more about attention to detail.

Deciding on the final book title is a story in itself. I will leave Ace to tell it himself.

Then came the book cover design. I remember being on a bus to Cape Coast for my niece’s graduation late October 2017 and Ace, Kofi, John Benjamin Yanney the book designer (of multiPIXEL) and I, with Coby Asmah (of Type Company, who were to print the books) working on the cover design on WhatsApp and going back and forth on the options, as Ace brought feedback also from his family platform.

Then came the typesetting. We were running for time now as 20th November was fast approaching. I spent one night, a Sunday night, with John Yanney in his office as we worked on the final typeset. Ace was on a plane from London and he was proofreading the initial page proofs and scanning his handwritten edits and sending to John and I in real time. And Kofi was reviewing. On Monday morning the lights in John’s office went off so we relocated to his house and worked till 5pm. We printed the dummy of the book, and I drove straight to Ace’s house to leave it for his final review. Tuesday evening it was ready and it had more edits and more rewrites! John told me, “Tell the man to stop writing!”

We finished the final typeset with a week to go for the party, which had moved to 25th November. The files were sent to Type Company, and Uncle Coby and his team worked on the printing.

We picked up the fresh copies of Is There Not A Cause…to Rant on 24th November 2017 from the Type office, in time for the wrapping for the birthday party the following day, where each guest was given a copy of the book and CD.

Yesterday, Is There Not A Cause…to Rant was adjudged the best non-fiction book at the 2018 Ghana Association of Writers Awards, winning 1st Prize in the Kofi Awoonor Creative Non-Fiction category.

It was exactly a year of the book being in print.

Congrats Ace Kojo Anan Ankomah and thanks for making DAkpabli part of this project.

Isn’t it time to start work on the second book?

Rants hot

A Celebration of Highlife Time it was!

Accra turned out in style and strength to support Prof Collins, Anansesem and DAkpabli to launch Highlife Time 3. What an amazing time together to honour the illustrious man called Collins! What a gathering of greats! What a celebration of Highlife through the ages!

The main band Hewale Sounds got every feet tapping, Koo Nimo got every head nodding, Prof and son Kojo got every face smiling, veteran and new musicians who got pulled up stage got everyone reminiscing, Chieff Moomen and Fapempong Acheampong got every mind mesmerised…and on and on the acts got every heart melting.

Our host – +233 Jazz Club – was simply amazing.

Whitney Boakye-Mensah: Your decor was just mwuah! You gave colour to the entire venue and event!

James Anquandah our dependable editor and proofreader on this project – yedaase!

Our courier partner Veritas, you were je, ensuring all tickets and associated drops were delivered on time, in full!

Biggles Media, Multipixels and Type Company: you designed the book, got it printed and designed and printed all the promo materials and banners used for the launch. Ayekoo!

Our sponsors – Margins Group, Joy FM, Citi FM, Joy Prime, Citi TV, WearGhana, THREADEX…you supported us to deliver!

Our MCs Mamavi Owusu-Aboagye and Kojo Akoto Boateng and auctioneer par excellence Kafui Dey, you deserve your accolades – dues paid in full, worldwide!

Diana Seade (D.S. Seade): coordinator extraordinaire!

To the entire team of officiants and DAkpabli/Anansesem protocol – Anny Kareem-Abdi Osabutey, Frank, Sekyi-Brown Reginald, Nana Elikem, Gilbert Poku and so many more…bless you!

Highlife Time forever!

MADE IN GHANA book launched!

Thoughts Shared During Launch of MADE IN GHANA (Written by Rodney Assan and Fui Can-Tamakloe)

First of all, hearty congratulations to Rodney and his friend Fui. I wish I had had the confidence to publish my first book at their age. But I am glad they are doing so; after all, shouldn’t our children and those coming after us do better than us? That gives me immense joy.
I have on many occasions challenged the assertion that the best way to keep a secret from a black man is to hide it in a book. My business and literary partner Kofi Akpabli and I were in Monrovia last month for a reading event and that is one of the refrains we realised Liberians had internalized: that information in books are hidden from Liberians forever. I was sad to hear that, even though I saw what they meant. I also challenge the statement that Ghanaians don’t read.
My counterpoint is that when you give Ghanaians, and, by extension, the black man material that speaks about his circumstances, that tells his stories, that captures experiences he is familiar with, that speaks to his mind and soul, you will find that he will respond. It is like having a bowl of fufu served to you in the Kalahari Desert. Just a sip of the soup would make you go hhmmmm. 
This is why I believe that we need new writers and we need new storytellers. We need new names on our literary landscape. Again, I believe each of us have stories to tell. We need Ghanaians telling stories from Ghana for Ghanaians and the world.
And when we have done that, we need to make reading hip again.

Which is why my friend Akpabli and I have been going round the country and now extending to the continent reading to people from all walks of life, demonstrating to them that reading for pleasure is pleasurable.
So far we have done multiple readings in Accra and Tema, and have also been to Ho, Takoradi and Kumasi in Ghana, and Monrovia and Lagos outside Ghana.
Recently we have added book publishing to our activities, helping writers to achieve their dreams of seeing their works in print and in ebooks.
The love of literature and of reading is an entire ecosystem that should encompass writers writing and getting published, writers having their books distributed well and getting paid, writers interacting with readers and the public in activations such as reading events, the media reviewing these books and publicising them, libraries being activated and made attractive to both old and young, and parents getting caught reading even as they impress on their kids to read.
I heard during the intros a number of you saying you don’t read. What you were saying is that you don’t read outside the classroom. 
For some of us, all the reading we have done is before we left school. If all you know is what you learnt in school, then you are on the way to being obsolete. For the world is changing fast and if all you know today is what you knew 6 months ago, then you have been dead for 6 months.

We are doing our bit and you being here to support these young writers is part of that march towards making Ghana a reading nation again. For, a reading nation is a thinking nation and a nation that thinks doesn’t glorify mediocrity and stupidity. A thinking nation plans ahead and executes.
Congrats again to Fui and Rodney.
Let’s see your second books soon!
~ Nana Awere Damoah 

1 September 2017

Accra, Ghana

Nsempiisms fresh on Amazon!

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Kofi Akpabli reviews Manasseh’s Voice of Conscience

Voice of Conscience by Manasseh Azure Awuni is a collection of articles on the investigations and reflections of a young Ghanaian journalist. Published mainly in the Daily Graphic and online between 2009 and 2014, the 36 feature stories showcase the compelling writing ability of the author as well as the broad range of his interests.
The book is divided into five sections to include: ‘Motivation’, ‘Anti-corruption’, ‘Politics’ and the captivating obituaries of leaders such as John Attah-Mills, Nelson Mandela and Komla Dumor. The inclusion of photographs of personalities connected to the topics and the cartoons depicting the lighter side brighten up the pages.
Another exciting feature of this 267 page book is the title given to some of the stories. ‘Joy FM is not for my Father’; ‘I’m not a Neutral Journalist’ and ‘Mensa Otabil and the Mad Women of Kete-Krachi.’ The good news is that there are more; just that they couldn’t find space. An example is Manasseh’s article entitled ‘What Audrey Gadzekpo and Joyce Aryee do in secret.’ (
In ‘Voice of Conscience’ readers do not only get to read some of the best feature stories of our time, they also learn about the stories behind these stories. Though the issues are eclectic, I could glean the themes of self-determination, integrity, accountability and inspiration for a personal turn-around.
One narrative style of the writer is to mention public figures and involve them directly or indirectly in his story-telling. While this may be distractive or intrusive, the author’s ability to establish relevance and stay focused on the issue consistently redeems him. Manasseh also buttresses his points with quotes from literary greats such as Chimamanda Adichie and, especially, Chinua Achebe.
As one journeys through the work, one encounters episodes which are conscience-piercing. The inefficiencies, the indiscretions and the impunity we face as a nation stain some pages like the mess of an open sore. The book disgusts you about the inertia of our systems and the refusal of some of our institutions to live up to expectations. Notably, the author’s reports on Gyeeda and SADA epitomise this.
‘Voice of Conscience’ transcends the collection of news features by a journalist. Manasseh inserts his own biography into the affair. We learn as much about his personal life as we do his reporting. Titles such as ‘Graduating with Second Class Upper’ and ‘The Bongo Boy in America’ are two chapters which illustrate this point.
Throughout the publication, we see the author mention his humble background. He never gets tired of referencing that destiny-shaping journey from Bongo to Kete-Krachi where he and two siblings joined their father who had secured a new job as a watchman at the local hospital. To Manasseh, Kete Krachi is a metaphor of the metamorphosis of the impossible becoming possible.
My own connection with Manasseh Awuni spans different levels. The rocky terrain of Bongo, his hometown, had in the past provided fodder for my own savannah musings. Indeed, while I reminisce my bicycle treks through Bongo Soen, Namoo, Yelowongo, Navrongo and my pito encounters on the backstreets of Bolgatanga, Manasseh nurses his nostalgia about the Volta Region, where he romanticises ‘borborbor’ and his much-beloved Kete-Krachi. Here, I appeal to those who haven’t done so to visit both Bongo and Krachi in the spirit of domestic tourism.
I still can picture that quiet student who sat at the back of class when I was invited to the School of Communication Studies to deliver a lecture. By then I had read a few of Manasseh’s reports in the ‘Daily Graphic’. But when I saw his article entitled ‘Kofi Akpabli and Northern Ghana’s Single Story’, I knew that this is an individual who was heading somewhere. (
To place the achievement of this first book in context, we need to establish the place of a catalogue of a journalist’s reports. We also have to note that by this feat, Manasseh has joined the ranks of Cameron Duodu, Merrari Alomele, Ken Bediako, Kwasi Gyan Appenteng and other such illustrious commentators. If the publications of these forerunners continue to serve society it confirms that like we learn in journalism school, today’s news item may become a page in tomorrow’s history book.
And it is for this reason that accuracy and staying fair to all parties concerned become imperative. Does the book under review exhibit these? Positively. Page after page, ‘Voice of Conscience’ provides verifiable evidence as the basis for the author’s actions and conclusions. He even intimates on some behind-the-scene events.
In his brilliant foreword to the book, my friend and senior colleague, Kwaku Sakyi Addo said Manasseh is bold. I say Manasseh is a professional risk taker. And I cite the very first chapter in which he mentions names and designations of real people who supported or thwarted his efforts in his various news enterprises.
Efo Kojo Mawugbe, a mentor who Manasseh and I shared wrote a thought-provoking play called ‘G-Yard People.’ In that piece, the late playwright artistically highlighted how the writer and by extension, the journalist is the collective conscience of society. For Manasseh to frame his book title to contain the word ‘conscience’ implies that as a journalist, he is poised to make his knife cut both ways.
‘Voice of Conscience’ teaches us to judge people against their own progress and circumstances. We learn that it is futile to compare professional talents. The chapter on Anas Aremeyaw Anas and Manasseh comes up for mention. Here, and amusingly, I couldn’t help but notice that one can derive ‘Anas’ from the word ‘Manasseh.’
Another lesson from the book is the virtue of sacrifice. In pursuit of his professional development, the author forwent frivolous lifestyles. One is also touched by his rejection of a prize trip abroad in favour of using the amount involved to invest in equipment for his reporting activities.
Like many of us, Manasseh might have made a fundamental mistake or two in news gathering and news writing. However, this doesn’t dim the brightness of his rising. Still very young in his career, he has enormous potential to make a much broader impact.
My advice is for him to explore literary journalism. I also wish to introduce Manasseh to an icon whose works have inspired me- Ryszard Kapuściński. ( During his lifetime, this Polish writer and journalist nearly nabbed the Nobel Prize in Literature.
He had reported across all the continents, and quite naturally, very few reporters have been translated as Kapuściński. His stories on the Congo, the Rwanda genocide and Bosnia are touted as the very best. This man from Poland had lived through twenty-seven revolutions and coups, been jailed 40 times and survived four death sentences.
He had seen it all, you may say. While at it, let me reveal that Kapuściński had visited Ghana, right after our independence, just as he had other 50 African countries.
His journalism reports were so artistic that folks referred to them as literature. His family background was so humble that when he visited Africa and saw poverty, he said he felt at home. His posture was so unassuming, that he never in his life asked a single question at any press conference.
The simplicity of Kapuściński’s life and his merging of art and journalism are ideals recognisable in the spirit behind ‘Voice of Conscience’.
Finally, what we do with a Manasseh Awuni Azure? What does a nation do to the diligent journalists who are working hard to bring dignity to the profession? I dare say we leave them alone.
Let us allow the fruits of their reporting and the ethics of their profession to judge them. It doesn’t help to antagonise, or patronise a journalist. It doesn’t even help to over-befriend them with ‘benefits.’ Committing any of these acts may be tantamount to tampering with a weighing scale.
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Review of Nana Awere Damoah’s Sebitically Speaking


When I received a call from Nana Awere Damoah on a hot sunny afternoon in August about having a free copy of his latest book (a biennial ritual), little did I know I will be reviewing what my colleague Samuel Obour described as a literary tigernut today. But fact is, Nana’s latest masterpiece is more than a dry nut that leaves chaff in your mouth after chewing it.

No, Nana is more than that. Rather, Nana Damoah is a three-star chef with no kitchen, plate or cutlery, but he serves menus on your literary table with the expertise of a waiter and the experience of a story teller.
In his latest book, Sebitically Speaking, Nana seats you at the dining table and gives you morsels of meaty, dramatic tales spiced with humour, sharp memory, sarcasm and a compendium of proverbs and inspiration.

Sebitically Speaking is a 26-course meal with a dessert at the end. Each chapter is so delicious that you forget your dietary advice not to over indulge.

Each chapter of the 200-page book opens with well garnished platitudes, greetings and proverbs in the name of Wofa Kapokyikyi, Nana’s uncle—a friend of the bottle— who speaks his mind damn the consequences.

In person, Nana is a very diplomatic person but in Sebitically Speaking he wears the aprons of Wofa Kapokykyi and his doses of sarcasm on issues of national importance may taste bitter to those the cap fit but are healthy for a nation crippled with little sense of planning, pregnant with failed promises and held down by hopelessness.

Seth Bokpe reviewing the book at the launch

The author superbly did the job of a good diplomat who tells you to go to hell and you look forward to it—the title of the book says it all.

In chapter one, Nana introduces you to one of his many mentors, Wofa Kapokyikyi. He questions our fallback excuse that Rome was not built in a day. He concludes that although Ghana will not be built in a day, it was built, and we all have our civic responsibility to ensure it happens.

He sends us to Brazil in Chapter two to provide an adequate coverage of our day of shame and with the patience of a jealous woman, you find that one thing led to another that led to another and eventually culminates in our collective moment of shame—flying of $4 million to Brazil. Forget the fact that there were committees that sat to drink tea and planned this monumental failure.

Motorway or narrow way? By the time you finish reading the metaphor of Tema Motorway and Saga of Sikaman, you will be left cringing with anger and frustration. Nana drives you on the motorway and walks you down memory lane, taking you as far as Nkrumah’s vision for a road that is now nothing more than a patched busy street clothed in darkness at night. The author also puts his engineering acumen at work, suggesting how to fix the patches.

Each year, with depressing consistency, project deadlines are rescheduled.—a rather sad reflection of the proverbial Ghana man time. In Deadline on Wheels the issue of time management takes the attention of the writer and in the end, he concludes “days should be counted as days, and no, no Ghana metric time”—the meaning of Ghana metric time will intrigue you. Biting (off) what you can chew and messing it up, reveals the author as a Catholic who loves cat meat—a theme he cleverly links with how successive governments have notoriety for starting projects with no end in sight.

Who said a law without enforcement is just an advice? And what has that got to do with the sad state of waste management in Accra? You will find the answers in chapter six.

Nana’s narrative is made more concrete with his authoritative sources – from such notable names as his good old father Bombay, CNN multiple award-winner, Kofi Akpabli; President of the Ghana Writers Association, Mr Kwesi Gyan-Apenteng; Managing Director of Unilever, Nigeria, Mr Yaw Nsarkoh; multiple award GJA winner, Manaseh Azure Awuni, playwright, Uncle Ebo Whyte and institutions including my own Daily Graphic, Myjoyonline and Ghana News Agency.

Three chapters kept me awake on two straight nights while my father in-law’s daughter was in the arms of sleep—Chapters 9, 10 and 11.

You just need to read these three chapters to appreciate the deep insight the author shares on the value of education and why education is a much better legacy to leave your children than even wealth—a point well illustrated by Nana’s family background—a lesson of humble beginnings and a lesson of hope.

In chapter 14, you will find out how we acquired the Never Expect Power Always syndrome from Nigeria.

When he removes his apron, Nana wears many hats including that of a marriage counselor, motivational speaker and a man of the cassock. You will find his tips on marriage in Chapter 15 very helpful, his fusion of motivational speaking and a spiritual revival in chapters 18 and 19 very refreshing.

Nana untangles the rot and deception in public procurement in Ghana in an incredible manner. By the time you finish reading ‘Eggnomics and the rape of the state’, you’re likely to ask yourself why a public toilet, a school block and even urinal built by the state costs more than those built by private individuals.

The book contains a rich mix and priceless collection of proven nuggets of success—one such example is that preparation begot success (Chapter 17).

Although Sebitically Speaking is witty and laced with tonnes humour, one moment that stood out and made me laugh so hard that I had to find a handkerchief to mop the flood of tears goes like this:

“For several years, the toilet in this compound house, the pan latrine type, was not functional. Eish, those were the days when the latrine man was the worse person to come across at dawn. A wrong word when you meet him around 3 a.m. or 4a.m. with the symbol of his trade on the top of his head, and you could get a sprinkling of his load administered by the short broom he always had in his hand, in a manner in which holy water is sprinkled during mass.”

Folks, now hold your lungs. Nana continues: “When nature called, we had to walk either Kotobabi Down or Pig Farm to use the public places of convenience, a very inconvenient journey especially when the package awaiting download also had the attribute of impatience. In such a situation, the steps one took were measured. A false move and a catastrophe ensued.”

In a book in which the author kept the language simple but captivating, his style of stitching historical material of different points into one tight tapestry that makes a perfect whole is worth celebrating.

The interesting thing about this book is that, like a good doctor, the author did not just diagnose the ailments of this country but also offered good prescriptions.

If you worry about Ghana and its big brother, Nigeria, and terrified for their future, baffled by their complexity and astonished by the resilience of their people, read Sebitically Speaking and you will not only get well fed but also crave for a dessert of hope even it does not cook cocoyam.

Humanity and flaws are bedfellows. My eyes could not detect grammatical errors nor spelling mistakes but I found the absence of cartoons in this hilarious book a glitch.

However, there is no arguing that the book is un-put-down-able. It is greatly entertaining and informative, with the author’s fine infusion of literary elements primarily humour and a story teller’s magic. A brilliant piece of and travel writing, Sebitically Speaking looks into the Ghanaian abyss and comes away with insight, profound conclusions, and even some hope.

This book comes highly recommended to all but may be a precious asset for people hoping to be inspired, journalists, politicians of any breed, the religious, actors in civil society and anyone who have Ghana and Nigeria at heart.


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An Irresistible Literary Tiger Nut

…Sebitically Speaking is released

ACCRA, 14 AUGUST, 2015

Sebitically Speaking, described by Daily Graphic’s Samuel Obour as ‘an irresistible literary tiger nut every lover of Ghana must chew’ has been released in paperback, written by the Ghanaian writer and engineer, Nana Awere Damoah.

The fifth book released by the writer in eight years, Sebitically Speaking is a collection of Sebiticals, no-holds-back articles infused equally with humour and satire, a commentary on socio-political happenings in Ghana and Africa.

“Inspired by Damoah’s late uncle, nicknamed Wofa Kapokyikyi, who was known for speaking his mind like nobody’s business, Sebitically Speaking is set around responsible citizenship and nation building. The 26-chapter read, which focuses mainly on Ghana with references to neighbouring Nigeria and Africa as a whole, exposes the country’s vulnerabilities and highlights her prospects. With the economy, energy, health care, education, political process; even family, faith and morals forming the bulk of the contents, the subjects in this book aren’t what strike you as unique. It is how Damoah drums them home in a manner that transcends mere commentary to provoke action,” writes Antoinette Herrmann-Condobrey, a freelance journalist based in New Jersey, USA and a columnist for The Africa report.

Sebitically Speaking is available for purchase on Amazon sites globally and in outlets in Ghana from September 2015. It is also offered as eBook on Kindle, iTunes/iBooks, Azaliabooks (in Ghana, where payment can be done with mobile money) and other eBook platforms.

About Nana Awere Damoah:

Nana Awere Damoah is the author of three non-fiction books: I Speak of Ghana (2013), Through the Gates of Thought (2010) and Excursions in my Mind (2008) and one fiction book (a collection of short stories), Tales from Different Tails (2011). He has also contributed to two anthologies. He keeps a personal blog at and is a columnist on, writing under the column Sebitically Speaking, where the Sebiticals in this book were first published.


Shaibu has it!


Shaibu Abu-Adama achieves a double record! The first person to order Sebiticals in the UK and the very first person in the world to lay hands on a copy of the brand-new book!

PS: Even the author doesn’t have a copy yet, hehehe.

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Sebitically Speaking Is Ready for Print!

Writing of a book is an interesting process. First it is an idea in the gut and in the mind, then it becomes character on the screen or paper, then it becomes a manuscript. The journey from idea to manuscript, for me, is the easiest part.

The real work is the transition of manuscript into printed matter or finished ebook.

My first article in the Sebiticals series was written and published by Infoboxx​ in August 2014. The completed compilation for the book Sebitically Speaking​ was completed and uploaded in the raw form for initial reading and feedback on 4 March 2015. On that same day, I sent the manuscript to my book designer, John Benjamin Yanney​ of Multipixel, to start developing the cover design concept. I also sent the manuscript same day to H Kwasi Prempeh​, who had graciously accepted to do the Foreword, and to some other persons who helped with reviews and blurbs. Notable amongst them are Samuel Samuel K. Obour​, Petra Aba Asamoah​, Kwame Gyan​, Anny Osabutey​, Annetto Herrmann-Condobrey​, Williams Nana Kyei​, Kwaku Frimpong​, Mary Ayim Segbefia​,  Abyna-Ansaa Adjei​ and the curator of the YesiYesi blog.

I sent it also to my editor Nana Ama Amamoo​, who sent back the first edits on 15 March 2015. Nana Ama took the manuscript through three rounds of edits, with corrections and re-writes needed to be done from end, and the final edited manuscript was delivered by her on 4 June 2015.

From this point, John started the typeset. He has already created the cover design. The first page proof from John was delivered on 29 June 2015. This stage is the most difficult – going through each page meticulously to ensure that all the information in the final edited manuscript are captured in the page proof.

I sent back the first set of edits to John on 10 July 2015, with 52 corrections to be done. He worked on these and sent back the 2nd stage page proof. I went through and sent back the second set of corrections to be done – 36 in all – on 3 August 2015. At dawn today, 5 August, John sent the 3rd stage proofs to which I responded with the third set of corrections to be done – 4 in all.

As I rounded up the files as finally approved, I found one more correction to be done! I am now waiting for the 4th stage (edited) page proof.

The back cover blurb and reviews were also sent to John and the design reviewed a few times for editing. That was finally approved.

I am happy to report that, after exactly 5 months of work from the finalisation of the manuscript, my fifth book, Sebitically Speaking, is ready for upload onto Amazon today!

I wish to thank all of you for your support!

Hopefully, the hard copy should be available for purchase on Amazon by close of week.

Bless you all and this is to give vim to all out there working on their books and dreams!

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