Banke and I have talked about many things from flowers, to jobs, to school, to business to marriage, to husbands who like to cook, and to food-processor-made pounded yam. We talk about hair and the care of it. She taught me to have a pair of scissors for my hair; a girl can't use the same pair of scissors to cut up Christmas craft and then trim her hair an hour later, with the same pair. My hair deserved its own pair of scissors, she said. It did? (Don't judge me lol!)...

I am my own biggest critic. I probably edit a piece of creative work more than I should and just when I'm done, I realize, Nope, I can't possibly be done, "That line just isn’t good enough", "That expression fails to communicate", I'd rumple my electronic sheet of paper and start all over. I continue to poke and cringe at it for ages even after it's published.

Everyone who has ever created or invented something-no matter how minute- has probably felt this feeling of creation-criticism on some level...