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Three authors pursuing undergraduate studies in Colleges and Universities across Malawi have been shortlisted for our inaugural writing competition. These are the three authors whose works have been shortlisted (presented here in an alphabetical order basing on their first names): Angasamale Maliro She is a writer, independent author and college student living in Blantyre. In 2016, she electronically self-published her debut, a contemporary coming-of-age novel, titled Tender Underneath. Angasa likes to write about broken people and the allure of self-destructive tendencies. For this competition, her entry Quiet Revolutions was described by one of our judges as "a delicate experimentation of a style that is somehow a thrill for the reader, a risk for the author". Kennedy Kaula Born on 5 February, 1994, he is a Malawian young writer whose career started with poetry in 2010. He has been performing spoken word poetry until recently he realised the essence ...

Pen Avenue Malawi is pleased to announce a shortlist of its inaugural writing competition which involved Malawian University and College Students.  The competition received a positive response. A careful and comprehensive judgment of the stories was entered into upon the closure of the completion. Three stories were deemed to have qualified for the shortlist.  The following are the stories that have made it into the shortlist (arranged in order of the alphabet basing on the story titles):      For Someone I used to know by Tamanda Kanjaye  Mlela by Kennedy Kaula   Quiet Revolutions by Angasamale Maliro Short bios of the authors can be found here .       Members of the public are being informed that they can actively participate in the voting of the stories. Rea d the stories by clicking on the link to every story and leave a comment. You can also join us on Facebook by liking our page here .  ...

By Kennedy Kaula  This part of the river was my favorite. I liked the sight of fishermen and kids swimming. I hated the women who came with laundry. They made unnecessary noise. But they never came often, so they did not really worry me.  Mlela was the only physical feature our village had. It is believed that over a hundred years ago the most holy man in the village drowned in Mlela. Ever since the incident happened, the river turned into a home for various kinds of fish than any other river in the neighboring villages; apparently proving to be of economic value to us. In the rainy season, Mlela does grow muscles although no one has ever drowned in the river. There is a spirit of the holy man under that river working tirelessly for the goodness of the village.  Unlike the fishermen, the kids and the whole village, I found the river so generous in a special way. It offered me the best writing ideas than any place I have ever known. My usual spot was a T-...