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I am completely disappointed. And I think my disappointment begins with myself.

I am of the belief that Literature, in all its format — Fiction and Non-Fiction — is ART. And Art should be critiqued not “voted”.  Literature as an Art should be critiqued by literary experts and not exposed to the “general voting public” and the Artists (Writers) subjected to the indignity of having to beg for votes.


Etisalat just turned Art into a thing of ridicule. I say this without the merest apology.

I have once said it, and on a public site, that I would not enter a writing competition because it is ridiculous that as a Writer, I should write a story (a work of art) and then insult that art by “begging” for votes to have it win a prize. I said it publicly because that was, and still remains, my unapologetic belief.

But for the crave for a platform to take my penname “TM David-West” and my works to the next level, so to speak, and the desire to win a “lump sum”, I shovelled down that belief, and my principle, and I entered my story for the Etisalat Flash Fiction Prize. And in the last two days, I have been proven correct in my belief, Literature is Art and Art can only be critiqued. And it is erroneous to consider it, and to treat it, as anything but Art.

For heavens’s sake! Are we to believe that it is the “best stories” that are being voted for??? Hell no!!!

It is the stories written by Writers with more “voting crowd”… Simple!

And how, I ask, does that show the reverence that should be accorded to Literature, eh? How does it showcase the “better” writer to the world? How does it promote true art?

This is why I am disappointed in me. I allowed “misguided” focuses to nudge me out of my right of belief and to lower my standards. That is wrong. Very wrong.

I am also disappointed in Etisalat. It is clear to me that Etisalat, and all involved in setting up “Prize for Literature by general public, non-literary expert votes”, do not recognise the true place of Literature, and its worth, as Art. If Etisalat know that they cannot bring on board Fiction Literature Experts to judge more than 50 stories, then entries should not exceed more than 50 stories… QED!

To have over 3,000 Writers enter their stories and then be incapable of “rightly” shortlisting stories, communicating with Writers, set up a working website for votes (which should not be necessary), then they do not comprehend what Literature is. And possible, they do no respect Fiction as an Art.

I am disappointed and I am insulted. Insulted that I had to suffer the indignity of begging people for votes all through yesterday. It is an insult to me as a Writer and one who takes absolute pride in her Fiction works. No Writer should be subjected to “begging for votes” “begging for purchases” “begging for anything whatsoever from readers. No one, for that matter, should be subjected to indignity of begging. No one!

And so, I am done begging. The story is there… it is not even clear to me if it fell into the “Approved For Votes” list. But it is there. You want to vote… Vote. You don’t want to vote… then don’t.

I am a Writer, a Genre Fiction Writer, and a damn good one too. I will not dishonour myself and my penname, and my works, any longer. If there is a Literature Prize to be won by Fiction Writers and that Prize is SOLELY judged by Literature Experts, I would again enter my story for such a Prize. But if it is a Prize based on votes, or an initial voting process such as the Etisalat Prize, I decline now, and forever, to participate in such ridiculousness.

Fiction Literature is Art. Art should be respected. Art should be rightly “critiqued”. Art is not a game of “uninformed votes”.

To EtisalatReads, I say you need to work on this. You want to promote Fiction Writing and Fiction Reading, then do it right.

To everyone, thus far, who have voted, I thank you for your faith in me. And my thanks goes to all who’s been striving to cast their votes. God bless you all.

Now, after I post the final episode of Beyond The Grave — Blood of the Innocent tomorrow, I will take a short break to gather my thoughts. I am sort of exhausted. Begging, in any form, exhausts me. And failure takes the strength out of me.

Thank you, my dear e-fam. I appreciate you all. And I ask, if I dare, whatever platform you have, spread the news that Literature is Art and should be critiqued and not turned in a game of caricature.

Cheers, everyone.


Her heart thudded.

It was time. She did not know why she entered into the room. She had never thought that she would do so. Not when it was a room with one door and only a small window. But something had moved her feet; and she had strolled in… now, her heart thudded.

The crowd was more than she had expected. There was a cluster of people—and everyone wanted to walk through that one door. The alternative was the window, but only one can slip through it. Yet who wanted to slip out of a narrow window where there was a door?

Her heart beat like a drum. It was time. She cast a glance behind her. She needed them. Support. Courage. The wide show of hands.

It was time. It is time.



for the Etisalat Flash Fiction Prize.

Click: HERE to vote.


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Thanks… VOTE!

TM SAYS – The Thief is Cursed!!!

There is nothing that raises bile up to my tongue as the report or the finding out that once again I am being robbed of my intellectual property.

There is nothing I despise more than petty, moral-less thieves!

How could you? How dare anyone visit my blog… here on Life and Spices.com and you dare to steal from me? How dare you copy and paste my work without my due permission?

And you dare to think that appending my name to your un-permitted use of my work clears you of the guilt of stealing? You dare to think that that makes it all right to get down to copying and pasting my story on your Facebook page?… Or anywhere else your thieving mind tells you to?

Did I make a request of publicity to you or to your company?

Have I communicated to anyone… ANYONE AT ALL… that I need any form of publicity for my works?

I write and post for the sole pleasure that you read, your enjoy and if it pleases you, you leave a remark. I do not write and post for free that the thieving clans of this world should come in here and settle down to copy and paste my work via their mobile devices.

Cassie Magazine, and whoever you are here as my reader, you are a thief. A petty, moral-less, brazen thief!

I am disgusted to the very pit of my stomach that any of my readers would be one of them defrauding me of my intellectual property. But then again, it has always been so. People for whom I give the free pleasure of my work, stealing from me… I say to you, YOU ARE CURSED!!!

You have bitten the finger that freely fed you and so you are cursed!

The commandment of God in Exodus 20:15 says “THOU SHALT NOT STEAL.”

It is an all-encompassing commandment. Thou shalt not steal money. Thou shalt not steal clothing. Thou shalt not steal meat from your mother’s pot of soup. That shalt not steal people’s intellectual properties. And thou shalt not justify stealing!

Don’t tell me you appended my name to my work! I never asked you to steal it and give me credit for your complete disregard for my person and my work and play me for a cheap fool!

Of satan, Jesus said in John 10:10A: “The thief comes only to STEAL, to kill and to destroy.”

Are you a thief? Stealing people’s works? You are the son or daughter of satan. He is your father and like him, judgment shall come upon you and you shall perish with him.

Let no man here tell me about forgiveness.

It is your so-called spirit of forgiveness that has the world ripped and torn with thieves and brigands and rapists and murderers and we know them and we dare not (because we hide behind the cowardly excuse of being ‘Christians’) speak against them.

Hear me, everyone who visits Life and spices.com, you are not at liberty to use my work without my due written permission. I repeat: WITHOUT MY DUE WRITTEN PERMISSION.

Hear me again, if you dare to steal from me, I place this curse upon you (I restrain from cursing your generations to come for I hate to curse the innocent), you copy and paste my work elsewhere, YOU WILL NEVER DO ANYTHING OF INTEGRITY AND RIGHT JUDGMENT ALL THE REST OF YOUR DAYS!!! A thief you chose to be, a thief you shall die!

And finally hear me again, there is every likelihood I might not give you permission to use my work. I am like that… ask the plenty, I have turned down their requests. But my saying no, means only one thing: NO! And it means: “KEEP OFF MY WORK!” If I tell you no, whether politely or impolitely, Keep off. Don’t play the Opera-Mini copy and paste trick on me. Don’t go about the world wide web rattling how TM David-West is rude and thinks too much of herself.

You are talking Crap!

I don’t owe it to anyone to give my works to them. It is mine, and mine to do with as I please.

Today, as a child of God, and a servant of Our Lord Jesus Christ, I call upon the God who said “vengeance is mine”, Rise in my stead, Lord! For anyone who from this day onward robs me of any of my intellectual properties, let the judgment of God fall hard on you and yours.

If you have no fear of God, or doubt me capable of putting my knees to the ground and making utterances against you, steal my work again. I dare you. Oh, I dare you! Your days will be cut short. And if they are not cut short, they will be spent in shame and misery. As the thief runs un-pursued and ever-with-fear, so you shall run until you come to your expected end.

This is my blog. Life and Spices.com is mine. You want a story of mine, get in touch with me. I say no, Keep off. I say yes, obey the rules I will give… for surely I will give you some. Every work created and written by TM David-West is copyright protected and if you infringe on my copyright, you will pay. But the payment is a curse.

I don’t have time with courts and human judgments yet. They are for now un-affordable to me. But oh, I can afford the judgment of God and I have right to it.

I warn everyone, EVERYONE!!! Your business here is to READ, REMARK AND RESPECT MY PROPERTIES. You have no right to COPY & PASTE anything, anywhere.

And let me take this opportunity to thank Ziza, who alerted me. I usually check online monthly for these things but I have not checked for some weeks now. Thank you, Ziza. And thanks to all who have in the past alerted me of the theft of my work.

But I will like to state here, and I quote Proverbs 29:24, “The partner of a thief, hates his own life; he hears the curse, but discloses nothing.” And I dare add, “he shall partake of same curse.”

The one who buys the stolen properties brought over by a thief, and knowing them to be stolen, is guilty of same crime by accessory. That is the law of man and the law of God. You like to read, that doesn’t mean you should frequent blogs, websites and Facebook pages where people’s intellectual properties are illicitly displayed. What is heartbreaking is that such sites and pages have more visitors than the average fiction-based site… and why not?

They can afford to post episodes of an already written, and a stolen work, daily and readers are greedy enough to enjoy that unattainable factor. If they were indeed the writers of such work and spent days and weeks and months working on creating a story, do you think they will so easily, and so blatantly, post them? Do you think that is even possible?

Let us beware of what we do and the sins we share in. Beware!

And as I end this, I want to state that should anyone be in the mood to utter words like “TM, take it easy.” There’s nothing to take easy here. As offended as you are when physically robbed by armed robbers, so I am for I have been robbed of my intellectual property by someone who freely was allowed into my house.

And if you are tempted to make trivial what I am saying here by comments such as “TM is ranting or have vex.” STOP IT! Don’t you do it! It is time that we grow up and we become, ALL OF US, responsible. It is irresponsibility to make trivial an all important matter such as Piracy, Copyright Infringements and Intellectual Property thefts. It is irresponsibility to make light of it… but then, you might be next and let me hear you make jocular the matter.

By the name of the God, who made heaven and earth, that I serve, the day I find HOUSE ON THE HILL anywhere, I will dedicate nine whole days to settling the destiny of the soul unfortunate enough to test TM David-West.

Know that I will never give permission to anyone to use that particular story. And know that I will never post it anywhere else.

For those who care enough about TM David-West to read my thoughts, I thank you. And I beg you to feel free to spread the ‘good news’ that TM David-West guards her works jealously. As you help preserve what is mine, God will stand as a Guard over your home and your properties and preserve what is yours now and forever.



Something made me linger on that page and I started to cross check my titles and found that this daughter, or son, of discord, copy-pasted my SWEET FORBIDDEN and dared to change the tile to “FORBIDDEN FRUIT”. My work changed its title by a common thief??? Your destiny shall be robbed and changed for evil!!!

eBook Pricing – How TM does it.

I have been toying with the idea of doing this and then putting it off and terming it “unnecessary”. Then I put up one of my Flash fictions on Nairaland and I got a member commenter’s request, and that completely made up my mind for me.

I want to talk about eBOOK PRICING – How TM does it.

No news here, I am a self-published author. No news again, I am still at the beginning of my writer/author journey. I won’t bore anyone by repeating, once again, that the self-publishing route was one route I’d sworn never to take. I am on it now and no much regrets.

In the Self-Publishing world there is no standard procedure for setting eBook Prices. It is actually a matter of “every author to himself”. But I did not begin pricing my work without asking my dear friend Google what the world wide web thought on the matter of eBook pricing. After my due diligent research—same kind of research I put into most things I do—I formulated the TM David-West eBook Pricing method. And I am here to explain it today.


Now I know many won’t read this… that is the beginning of what is NOT communication.

But what exactly is communication?

It is:

  1. The exchange of information between people by means of speaking, writing or using a common system of signs or behaviour
  2. It is a message. A spoken or written message
  3. It is the act of communicating. The communicating of information
  4. It is rapport. The sense of mutual understanding and sympathy
  5. It is access. A means of access or communication e.g. a connecting door.

The Writing of HOTH

Sheer relief… it is over!

Like in everything else, when I end a story—whether free-read or for publishing—I am relieved it is over. I am not just relieved, but also glad.

I’ve put a “The End” to the final chapter of HOTH and I’ve been reading comments from everyone who cares to make one. And whilst reading comments, I have ‘inadequately’ come to feel something of what God must feel when we humans blame Him for what is meant to be. It is not exactly fun reading a whole lot of “TM, why now?” Lol.

Now, I got to confess that I am too thick-skinned and too headstrong to give a sh*t about such comments most of the time. But one of them got me on Friday… and it was the one from Jojodia. It actually broke my heart—like the episode finale of HOTH did hers.

TM Says – It’s in You!

You know, it really amuses me when I hear people say that they can’t believe my “The Forgiving Lover” was written by a 13 year old. Like what is unbelievable there—the plot? The grammar?


I am curious to know, all these “children-mathematician” geniuses we keep hearing about, do you question their ability to solve Algebra? Or the children gifted with their hands and can build practically anything? How about little 9 year old Emmanuella who’s a Comedienne? Or Ozzybosco? Of Benita who started singing as a child?

You think the gift of writing is any different?

It isn’t. If it’s in you… it’s in you. QED!

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