Dec 19, 2013 | Fiction, Flash Fiction |
Sister Dupe had seen Brother James many times in church. That was not a problem. Brother James, however, had a certain fondness for very long neck ties. That was a problem for Sister Dupe, who could not stand this brother’s particular habit. He wore them at...
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Dec 13, 2013 | Fiction, Flash Fiction |
Mama Ikotun shivered as she lay on her bed. She had been suffering from a strange ailment for six months. The local doctor had initially diagnosed the illness as malaria. However, as time progressed, and the drugs he prescribed did nothing to ease the pain, he had...
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Dec 3, 2013 | Fiction, Flash Fiction |
Titi stared at the bucket. It lay half-submerged in water, floating in the well. She could almost hear it taunting her, daring her to come after it. But, whatever the bucket was saying was drowned out by the voices of the other corpers behind her. One by one, their...
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Nov 30, 2013 | Fiction, Romance, Series, Short Stories |
She was so taken aback by surprise at her discovery that she sat down suddenly on Kayode’s bed. The grogginess she had felt moments before was gone and in its stead, was an all-consuming desire to know what was written in this book which bore her name. Then...
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Nov 25, 2013 | Non-Fiction |
What would you do if your mother or father said this to you: My dear child, Chivalry is dead? Would you believe them? I can answer for myself. My answer is No. I disagree. I have met gentlemen. Yes, even Nigerian gentlemen. They exist. They may be in...
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Nov 22, 2013 | Non-Fiction |
I saw this video months ago through AfriNolly. It was one of the entries for their short film competition. Although this video did not win, I still found it hilarious, and decided to share. I pray none of you experiences the horror of being forced to cook this...
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Nov 20, 2013 | Fiction, Romance, Series, Short Stories |
If you are just starting, I highly recommend reading Part 1 and Part 2 first. Now for Part 3. They drove home in silence for about twenty minutes, and when they finally reached Kayode’s apartment, he opened the front door for her and let her in. He lived...
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Hello, there! My name is Sharon and I am a Nigerian Fiction Writer, Taker of Pictures and Lover of Humor. Feel free to look around or say hello. I don't bite. Usually. :-) Thanks for stopping by.
