Chidi Ebere

Storyteller, observer, author…

Stories by any means necessary…

Stories, like people, plants, and animals, come in all kinds of shapes and flavours, and I’m simply too ADHD (or curious, or lacking in discipline) to limit myself to a singular technique. In addition, there’s also a personal terror of being labelled or placed in a specific box. There is no method, there is no manual; there are only things that, for reasons I cannot understand, grab the attention and make me think.

Just like most everyone else (and as indicated above) I spend an inordinate amount of time trying to understand the people around me and the world in general. I watch, listen, read, and form conclusions that make perfect sense until, after further observation and thinking, they don’t. The result is a headful of inquisitive and out of control mice asking: “What if this?”, “Suppose it’s like that?”, “How about these?”, and “Why are those there?” The attempts to answer any of those questions form stories. Most of which exist as temporary flashes between the ears that soon vanish into the mind’s forgetful deserts. Some, however, hang around long enough to be captured: written down, sketched, narrated to an attentive audience, or looked upon. This site is a container for some of these stories – in their various forms. See more, down below...