The Men She Loved (9)

Ada looked at her in shock, and then pain flashed across the features of her best friend. But it was only for a second, before they were contorted into a combination of anger and disgust.

“When he leaves you broken, and weeping, don’t call me,” she hissed, as she spun her huge stomach around and stormed out.

The door slammed shut behind her, leaving two figures frozen and silent. Dayo returned to his seat, but Lola remained where she was, staring at the door. Tears filled her eyes. This was all wrong. Ada was right. Everything was going smoothly before Dayo came back.

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The Men She Loved (8)

Lola glanced at her phone. Only five minutes had passed since the last time she had checked it. Her neck hurt, her palms felt sweaty and she had a distinct feeling that what she was doing was wrong.

Dayo had told her he would be at hers at 5pm. It was now 5:05 and her anticipation had reached colourful heights. She alternated between wanting to call him and cancel and wishing her doorbell would ring with an intensity that had her hands feeling numb.  Her phone began to ring to the tune of Lagbaja’s Konko Below. She dragged her eyes to the screen.

It was Ada. She had not spoken to her friend throughout the week and she wasn’t sure talking to her now was a great idea. Ada had a great bullshit radar. She would know something was up and she wouldn’t rest until she discovered what it was. She ignored the call.

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The Very Inspiring Blogger Award – Yay Me

VIBI’ve been nominated for the Very Inspiring Blogger award! I’m very excited about this award because it gives me Carte Blanche to talk about myself which I never do here – so thank you KiwiBee!

Check out Kiwi’s blog for great stories, poems, photographs and journal entries (talk about multitalented).

 

The Award Guidelines are as follows:

1.Thank and link to the amazing person who nominated you.

2.List the rules and display the award.

3.Share seven facts about yourself.

4.Nominate 15 other amazing blogs and comment on their posts to let them know they have been nominated

5.Proudly display the award logo on your blog and follow the blogger who nominated you.

 

Ok here goes for the facts:

  • I am 26 years of age – which in Nigerian speak means I am nearing my sell by date. So I constantly have to bear conversations about marriage, choosing the right spouse, not going back to my ex etc

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The Men She Loved (7)

The Pomeranians must have sensed their mummy’s tension, because even though the lights were off they refused to settle down and sleep. Tumble, the girl, named so because she had a funny habit of falling over when she tried to run, was currently standing and trying to jump unto the bed where Lola was. Rumble, the louder of the two puppies, was making odd attempts at attracting her attention – he would run round in circles, then bark, then run around again.

She mostly ignored them. She lay in the darkness, and stared up at the ceiling though she could only make out shadows. She thought of calling Temi, but it was past 11 and he would probably be asleep…besides she had a fair idea of how the conversation would go:

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Comments And Feedback Please!

Sara of sarawriter.wordpress.com led me to the realization that perhaps people were not commenting on my stories because they were not sure that I encouraged comments.

shutterstock_195204092Well I want to clearly state that I very much encourage comments. Please tell me what you love or don’t love (I use ‘don’t love’ because were you to say I hate…’, I would probably curl into a fetal position and cry myself to sleep).

Feel free to correct my grammar, point out the weaknesses or strengths of my writing style, tell me which character you love to hate, let me know who you are rooting for, point out gaps in my plotting etc.

If you are afraid of hurting my feelings, check out my post on giving feedback. I will know exactly what you are doing but I won’t mind because I appreciate the sentiment. Also you couldn’t be any worse than my brother who says ‘Oyinkan!!!! That doesn’t make sense!!!! Change it!!!’

I am currently writing two series on this blog:

The Men She Loved – Drama, Romance
Dream walker – Fantasy

Also please give feedback on the poetry. ‘I do not presume to already have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining towards what is ahead…’ Philippians 3:13

Constructive criticism = Growth

Meet My Character Blog Tour

Sara saved me today cuz I had nooooo idea what I was gonna blog about (God works in mysterious ways).

Anyway, she saved me by inviting me to join the ‘Meet My Character Blog Tour’

So here are the answers to the questions:

 

DREAMER1. What is the name of your character? Is he/she fictional or a historic person?

Lara; and she is a fictional character

 

2. When and where is the story set?

Umm…in the past…?  Perhaps the 18th century.

I suppose it is set in a pseudo Africa; or rather, a pseudo Nigeria.

 

3. What should we know about him/her?

Well, Lara is a dream walker, which basically means she can walk into dreams as though she were part of the sequence. She can also put people to sleep, take items out of dreams and manipulate the world within a dream etc.

I also noticed that she takes a lot of blame and guilt upon herself when a person dies.

Oh and she sleepwalks.

And she has a beautiful auburn fiery afro that is very much linked to her ability.

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