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Alright! Am following. Hvnt read a crime thriller in awhile (I miss my James Hardley Chase days). Enough of d luv mushy mushy stuff! D9ty7, dis is d 1st story am going 2 read frm u. Pls make me 4get James Hardley Chase o! Tanx |
I am so loving dis! Thank God I came bck 2 check it out after passing it o! I luv d way its flowing. Its rily depicts real lyf scenario. Na so akure guys b true true (hpe my hubby isn't here o!) *smiling with tears in her eyes* I used to live in Akure. Infact I ws working dre b4 I got married and hd 2 relocate. Ur story is bringing bck fond memories- road block, arakale, alagbaka, orita obele. I evn served in okitipupa! |
Alright! Am following bt u need 2 slow down dear. Do some editing too. Weldone dear |
stormybucci: hehehehe.... so u are denying me abi?? diaris God ooo.... Mummy audreytimms have u seen dis big mouthed boy??OYO |
PrinceAdepoju: I'm sure this is not me!!Lol! Tanx dear |
stormybucci: plss write another story nd leave d thieves 2 me.. i would... make i no talk wetin i go do nw.. .plsssssssssssI hear u. U go fit track dwn faceless pple? |
pricelesslove: Audrey dear, thank u very much for this wonderful piece. i learnt so many things, may God take you to high places. but am angry ooo, u did not include my name when u were appreciating readers. all the same thank u and how is ur health?Rily? I didn't? I'm so sorry. Luk 4 cane make u take flog me. Uw dear. Amen! Am okay nw. Tanx dear |
bibie01: Wow! Wow! Wow! I really dunno what to say. This was great, fun, educating, inspiring, entertaining n incredible. Ma'am Audrey, you are the best. I love you, I love your story n I'm still inlove with the characters u made use of.Tanx dear. I luv u 2. Am glad u luvd d characters. Uw dear. Amen! I'll try my best. Miss u 2. Tanx dear |
Jiteshell: Well, i didn't realise i had mistakenly unfollowed this thread until i started getting mentions. NiceNo problem. Tanx dear |
candy: @AudreyTimms,Rily? Eiya, sorry. Yeah, her name is Yvonne Okoro. I tink so 2. Tanx dear |
Olajummylove: If marrying Dave was a mistake, i'd cry sore oh. Even though i'm not team #eric, I want oleng to make a very good choice. She has suffered enough please.Hmmm..... |
Tolulopegeorge: You are a genius.looking forward to another story.well done maTanx dear |
Suzzytee05: I was very busy yesterday so i missed the closing party. What else can i write about u that u haven't read here. But then i must say u're a unique and talented writer and i know heaven is ur limit. I'm missing u already. May God continue to bless and be with you in all your endeavours in life. Also the Excerpt from your other story was WHAO! Looking forward to reading more of your stories. Keep it up.Eiya, sory abt dt. Tanx dear. Amen! Alright! |
okotv: Finally, thank you Audrey Timms for the mentions. I really have been unable to reply cause of time constraints and network issues. This is definitely one of the best stories i have read here on nairaland. That excerpts i read was awesome, cant wait to read the whole issue although i might not be able. Keep it up cause the sky is your starting point. Thanks for updating this story here and being consistent. Nice attitude and infact great story.Eiya, sory abt dt. Amen! Uw. Tanx dear |
kinibd: Shout out to AudreyTimms, you are indescribable!!!Tanx dear |
Cheriepet: He slept with her sisterLol! I'll try my best. Tanx dear |
Cheriepet: Wishing u d very best hon...I wish u dsame dear |
indomitable234: wow,wow,wow , standing ovationTanx dear |
stormybucci: mummy audrey if u win d competition would u write dis story 4 us?? #operationfvvcksistersI dnt tink so cos if I win, dey'll help me publish it. Operation wetin? U ehn! I dnt evn no if I'll post here again cos I'm highly discouraged. Two writers hre hv had dier wrk plagiarized recently. My work is protected bt hvin 2 track dwn d thieves is anoda issue |
3Dimension: happy new month sweety.Tanx dear |
Babetolux: Should we be expecting it hereAm going to wait for a month. If dey dnt call us by d end of dis mnth, I'll publish it cos we've bin waiting 4 dem since april. I'll get u informed wen its out. Tanx dear |
Hameenat94: Superb ending!!! Really painful I missed d closing party due 2 somethings buh its all same anyway... Audrey I appreciate u 4 sharing u story here nd I learnt a lot 4rm it.. Ure wonderful... Will really miss dis family... Expecting more stories 4 u........till thenRily? Am sory abt dt. Glad u cud make it bck. Uw. Tanx dear. Me 2. Alright though u can check out d excerpts frm my nxt buk. Its up dre. Tanx |
stormybucci: oya i dae waitI've posted it na. Luk up. Tel ur partner in crime 2 check it out 2. Tanx |
orla01: I pray u win d competition Audrey Timms d excerpt is yummy nd inviting..."sister doe"Amen o! Hmm.....tanx dear |
debybeautyworld: I've never read a work this touching by a Nigerian writer, Audrey u are just too much, u really know how to reach down to the souls of your readers. thank u so much. I pray the good Lord gives you more knowledge.Rily? Tanx dear. Hmmm....uw dear. Amen!!! Tanx dear |
vivikul: Waoooooooo. Sister Audrey dis extract is just mind bloWing. Pls will u update it here or is d copy nw available? Cos I will really love to read itI can't do dt bcs of d competition. I'll notify u guys wen its ready. Tanx dear |
shomart: Thank you Audrey Timms, you are going to get to the top, the stars will surely be your starting point, may God continue to grant you wisdom, and I pray that your later years will be very much better than your former years...amen.Amen!!! Tanx so much 4 ur prayers. |
holyboss:Hmmm....tanx dear. I hpe so 2 |
dammygoody: I'm fine ma'am.Tanx dear. I wish u dsame. Am as free as air nw dt am through wit my story. |
myndd:Tanx dear |
Excerpts from my completed book, the one I entered for the competition which I'll publish probably by December if I don't hear from them by then. Make una buy am wen una c am! THEIR MISTAKES (for want of a better name) by DEEDEE TIMMS PROLOGUE DORIS looked at her husband as he picked at his food and wondered for the umpteenth time what was wrong with him. Ever since he came back from the seminar he attended in Abuja three days ago, he had been acting weird. He was forever moody and never met her eyes whenever he answered her questions. She had asked a million times what the matter was but he had refused to tell her. She didn't want to ponder much lest she give herself high blood pressure. In their two years of marriage, they'd lived in bliss until two months ago when things had suddenly become stilted between them for no just cause. The demands on her tailoring business had increased at that time and she had barely had time for herself not to talk of her husband. Understanding though he was, he hadn't said a word of complain at her late nights coming home or taking off first thing in the morning but she had noticed him pulling away from her slowly. She had kept thinking work would lessen for him to have her all to himself but it had even increased. Was he fed up? Was he tired of their marriage? Did he want a divorce? She couldn't allow that. She loved him with a passion and knew he felt the same about her. But what if he'd fallen out of love with her? She had to mentally shake herself from such thoughts. She had come back home from her shop where she sewed and sold wedding accessories that evening to meet him still on his blue striped pajamas, he hadn't stepped his office since he got back from Abuja. She had coerced him into taking his bath while she prepared dinner. He was dressed now on his favorite brown chinos three quarter length shorts and white Levi's shirt with brown palm slippers. She surveyed him steadily as he took a spoon of jollof rice and dropped it again on the cream ceramic plate. "James, I really can't stand the suspense anymore. What's the matter with you?" she gently asked him and noticed he winced. For an answer, he got up from the black metallic chair at the round glass dining table, pushed back the yellow linen curtain that separated the dining area from the living room and walked briskly into their small living room. She felt like throwing her plate of rice at him but controlled herself. He sat down on their black leather sofa with pale yellow cushions, placed his elbows on his knees and held his head in his hands. "Doris, I can't take this anymore." he finally responded in a broken voice. Her interest was more than piqued then. She quickly wore her pink flip flops, left the table and went to sit beside him on the sofa. "What is it, darling?" she calmly questioned him. He got up and started pacing the cream tiles in the living room. He abruptly stopped before the rectangular glass centre table with a flower vase, looked up at the white ceiling before staring at her with pain in his eyes. James didn't know how to tell her. Could he even tell her? He looked at the lines of strain around her black eyes and sighed. She had the darkest eye lashes he had ever seen on a woman and he had seen a lot, being a reformed player. Whatever you do, don't tell her, James? Don't destroy what you've been building for two years. His brain told him but he shook his head. He had to tell her. The guilt was killing him. Tell her, James. She loves you. She'll forgive you. His heart told him. He made up his mind then to tell her. He spared her a glance before staring at the plasma television attached to the pale yellow wall which funny enough was showing a man and woman fighting in a Nollywood movie. "You know I went for a seminar in Abuja," he pronounced with care. "Yes," she prompted him to continue as she gazed at him with her heart in her throat. "I......I......." He stammered and looked above the plasma at their white wedding engraved photograph. "What is it? You what?" She prompted with eagerness. This was getting scary. Her palms were getting wet from her nervousness. She wiped them on her short blue jean gown and stared at her husband who refused to look at her. James stared at their wedding photograph and smiled in reminiscence. He stared at himself on a black tuxedo with peach long sleeve shirt and black bow tie smiling down at Doris on her self-made snow white wedding gown who had her arms around him, flashing white teeth in a bright smile. That had been the happiest day of his life but this was definitely the worst day of his life. Tears gathered in his eyes. When the silence was too much to bear, Doris went to stand beside him. She held his chin and turned his head to look at her. She was thunderstruck when she saw tears rolling down his eyes. She was greatly alarmed. “Sweetheart, have you lost your job or what?" she fearfully inquired. It was a known fact that the architectural and construction firm he worked in had laid off some staff recently. "I wish!" he retorted and walked away from her. He went to gaze out the window into the darkness and put his hands in his pockets. "What the hell is it then?" she shouted in exasperation. "I've been asking you that same question for three days now. Ever since you came back, you've been mopping around the house. You even refused to go to the office and don't think I haven't noticed that you refuse to look me in the eye! What the hell happened in Abuja? Tell me, dammit!" she yelled in anger. "I slept with your sister." |
stormybucci: u luk d oda way?? **sobbing profusely** i don vex finish!!! mummy audrey is vexing me ooo... my compensation is dat u cum back nd write anoda thrillerLmao! Na Oleng u b? Okay, lemme placate u with excerpts frm my nxt buk |
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