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Monday, 4 a.m. Accra, Ghana She had stopped breathing before he came in. That was how it seemed to him at first. In exasperation, he screamed: 'Oh, Massa!' He screamed the name a second, and then a third time and feli on the bed beside her, the hard surface of the bed not making him comfortable. He...

Students and scholars of African Literature who, like me, have often wondered about the apparent absence of any major female Ghanaian writers following the remarkable pioneering work of Efua T. Sutherland and Ama Ata Aidoo, can now rest assured that a worthy successor has emerged in the person of...