The white florescent fixture on the ceiling fizzled and buzzed as hushed voices filled the room. The room was white and small. It had a long operating table in the middle, surrounded by three men in white coats. Beside the operating table were a series of computers with illuminated screens projecting 3D images, respirators that…
ADAM–Ep2
HELLO, SCAVENGER The sun was high and intense against the wide yellow desert. The man stood, breathing heavily, clutching his blood-soaked arm, and watched the clear smoke hissing out of the smashed bonnet of the black truck. He had managed to crawl into the driver’s side from the sliding door at the back, which…
A storyteller on fiverr, too
Aside from being an insane writer and aspiring author, I am also a freelance writer, and I work on the fiverr platform. I have been working on lots of projects lately–currently dicing a 50k word novel (the second in 3 months)–so, fiverr is a way I use to make money on the side. If you’ve…
Random Musings of a Nigerian Kid
NIGERIAN-OYIBO My friend’s name was Emenike, but after watching Netflix for a month, he changed it to Scott. His accent changed, too. One sunny day, when it had just finished raining and there was this moisture in the air, I bought groundnut. It was groundnut season, so yes. Don’t blame me, but I emptied the…
ADAM, Ep.2
The sun was high and intense against the wide yellow desert. The man stood, breathing heavily, clutching his blood-soaked arm, and watched the clear smoke hissing out of the smashed bonnet of the black truck. He had managed to crawl into the driver’s side from the sliding door at the back, which was now a…
Download my novel preview on Smashwords😀😁
Hey everyone, I’ve been working on a novel for a while now. It’s a strange book that’s been a superb experience all through. Please click on this link to download the preview of the first 9 chapters, prologue included. https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/884142
The Long Road [1]
The boy’s name was Rami. He stood outside the gates of his school with a brown leather satchel above his head to shield him from the icy drops of rain beginning fall. His eyes searched the road for his parents; they’d forgotten to pick him from school, again. Maybe they’d been serious when they’d told…
Fools Rush In
The day Peter Maxwell’s life changed or more appropriately, the night it all began, he was drunk. Although, to be fair, being in that drunken state was somewhat normal, considering the point his life was at. It really all started out as a normal day for him. He woke up with the same weight he’d…
Strange tales: Superheroes don’t fly
The boy had white hair. He had no name, none that he could remember. He lived alone, this boy, in the far side of town, near the thick bushes that bordered the town. He was tall and lean, and his skin was very dark. He had been handsome at some point in his life, but…
Chukswrites is back on
I always like to think that as a kid I had a wild imagination, but I guess not; probably just a regular imagination for a kid. And also, maybe I had just the regular fear every kid had: darkness. But the thing about me was, I could confront darkness. When the curtains where still and…
