RWoWA Giving away Books for the Holiday

I like all the things happening in African writing (of fiction, non-fiction, poetry, etc). There are on-going debates on topics such the definition of an African writer, the subject of African literature, how to write about Africa, and literary awards for African writers. These are healthy developments for the literature of the continent, and in these times of change, we need more debates, discussions, writers' groups, literary anthologies, and so on.  And I just discovered two important African writing pages on facebook, the African Science fiction (AfroSf) writers and the Romance Writers of West Africa (RWoWA). I know there are more interesting developments, but this post's focus is RWoWA.  This group have monthly book give aways, and currently a contest is underway for the December giveaway.






Below are the contest rules, copied from the group's blog:

Contest Rules:
1. *Subscribe to the RWOWA website by completing the Email Subscription form on the top right-hand bar
AND
2. Follow @RWoWA on Twitter by clicking the twitter button OR click the ‘Like’ button for the RWOWA page on Facebook.
AND
3. Leave a comment indicating your Facebook / Twitter name / email. Also indicate your location so we can pick you for the right book. E.g. US, Nigeria, etc.
The 7 lucky winners will be selected on December 30, 2011. The winners will be announced on December 31, 2011.
Not all the books are available in all locations. See the book list above for details of availability.
Contestants must complete all of the above criteria to be eligible. *Email subscription via this website is mandatory. Contestants can choose between following on Twitter or Facebook or both.

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