Prose and Cons
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Ian Falade chats up women online all day, every day. It’s his job. Ian works for one of the most effective and ruthless criminal organizations in Nigeria. Scamming pays. It keeps a roof over his and his little brother’s head. But, is it worth the cost to his soul? He often wondered if a person’s fate is sealed or if one could somehow change their life.
Ian never understood why these online relationships and distant telephone calls could lead the victims of their romance grifts to send money, gift cards and bitcoin. Their marks would empty their bank accounts, sell their possessions, mortgage their homes. Ian could not comprehend how one could feel a connection with a perfect (or imperfect) stranger. He couldn’t grasp how it was possible until he encountered Daria Adams, a middle-aged widow from New Jersey, USA. Ian finally felt a spark with person he had never met.
Ian and Daria had genuinely shared interests. Talking to Daria was no work at all. They both enjoyed exchanging ideas about literature and life. They revealed deeply personal things that they had never told anyone. When Daria confronts Ian about being a scammer, his response threatens the criminal organization for which he works… and his life.
Short Stories
- Prose and Cons
- El Regalo
- Destination Frenemies
- Union Underground
Screenplays
- Mastermind Mom
- Union Underground
Poems
- The Myth of the Jersey Devil
- Lean In
- Right
- Hard Work and Dreams
- Enough
- A Soft Place to Land
Comedic Bits
- Bit@h Detector
- Older, Wiser, Hotter
Jersey Devil Myth
The myth of the Jersey Devil revealed itself today. In the quiet stillness of my last winter walk, the trees gave away his secret.
Seven stories above; the wind rolled like waves against the canopy of the sky.
The pine trees sang as their needles swayed in the breeze.
The long sturdy tree trunks; they held no leaves.
On the forest floor, he was noiseless as he chilled my face and departed as quickly as he had arrived.
He could not be heard.
He could not be seen.
He could only be felt.
He was a myth after all.—-Right?
