dilman

This is the blog of @dilmandila@mograph.social a writer, filmmaker, and all round storyteller who thinks of himself as a transmedia artist. I primarily work in science fiction and fantasy, been listed in multiple awards like BSFA 2021, Nommo Awards 2021 and 2022, and my films have won awards in many festivals. #fedi22 #sff #writing #writingcommunity #africa

30 Sweet Christmas Songs for a great holiday

Christmas is always a very upsetting period, because it is a reminder that we are growing older, that our dreams are getting further away from our grasp. It’s a time we begin to accept the harshness of reality, that magic is long dead. When I get down in this period, I have a playlist of … Read more

Sad Love Poem “Glass of Dreams”

a bit on the background When I set out to make video poems, I had a bunch of idle video clips that I didn’t know what to do with, like the one of a spider catching a fly. I realized I could stylize these videos and make them look animated look. However, after the second … Read more

Self Trap

This visual poetry is available on my youtube channel, dilstories TV. I’ve been writing poetry for a long time, as long as I’ve been writing, but never found courage to share publicly for they come from deep inside. Sometimes so deep inside that I feel naked when they are out in the open.

Dakar: Travel For A Beautiful Holiday

Visiting Dakar came at the right moment for me, after a lot of stress that the first half of the year had put me through, so much that gray shades brightened in my beard. At first I wanted to do a bit of backpacking in Senegal, maybe follow the river from Dakar to Ousman Sembene’s birthplace. But work called,

Goree: Military Facility Becomes Art Gallery

I liked the idea of Goree Island, just a few minutes off Dakar, even before I got there. Streets without cars, buildings frozen in time, just the kind of place I’d love to live in. Goree is famous for The House of Slaves, which I found a little bit underwhelming. Some people enjoyed visiting it. I saw a woman cry, overwhelmed by the place, but it did not move me. I expected to see shackles, chains, graphic reminders of the slave trade, but these were safely tucked away in a glass box, looking harmless….