Fey Ugokwe's Blog - Posts Tagged "british"

Fey, her books “Wifey” and “The Specimen: On Cancer: An Ode to My Mum” and her podcast, “The Women of Power Hours”, www.pinkpurseinternational.com (iTunes), were recently featured on ABC-TV’s “Chronicle” (WCVB)😱!!!

Watch the episode here: https://lnkd.in/dareFps A HUGE thank you to the entire news production team and everyone involved in the creation of the segment, and to her amazing guest!!!

The Kindle of novella Wifey ‪by Fey Ugokwe Esq. Currently Ranked on Amazon (Free):‬ #6 in Historical Caribbean & Latin American Fiction, #26 in U.S. Historical Fiction, #26 in Historical British Fiction!! 😱 Kindle FREE today at Amazon:‪ https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BZ1NYZG/... via @amazon‬

"Sweat began to pour from underneath his hat and heavily, sopping every hair...he was heaving hard and wheezing, each cement landing a turning blur. And he could feel gravity dragging down on his intestines, trying to suck them slow and steadily into below and below and below the earth..." Wifey

"In a flash, she shoved a large portion of a corner of it into her mouth, eyes widening instantaneously as the unfamiliar sting of a robust curry exploded across her tongue. She jumped up--frantically, shakily, pouring herself some ice water from the dewy pitcher, spilling dimes and quarters of the liquid onto the silver serving tray..." Wifey

"Flinching, he swiftly turned his head away...one of P.V.'s organic farmer's market bags was upturned and flop-handled on the faux travertine tile. Heads of cabbage, tomatoes, and other rotund produce were frozen after momentum like billiard balls--separately and in pairs--at the cessation of their rolling journey, the smaller ones wedged partially under cabinets...he kept his gaze on them for a moment, recording how all was so whistling clean, shiny...he inhaled as much air as he could and sighed again, almost noiselessly and deliberate, letting out the whole world. Silent, he looked away again. And with all of that, Rev. knew he had him..." Wifey

"Reaching, she crawled forward, and then rose. Walking to the world cabinet, she squatted down again and pulled at the rum bottle. And she opened it up, strong swarthy sea and steadfastness hitting her nostrils hard from within it--the sweat of some of her peoples, hands upon hands back when to sugarcane..."Wifey

"The sky suddenly darkened into a night, with a large, spinning patch of daylight in the distance--and bright, rich, almost blindingly deep-blue flowers began to fall out of the air to everywhere...and they fell onto the food and preparation table, sticking into the mixing bowl containing the remainder dough, and blanketed the entire surface of the ground..." Wifey

"Her spirit began whispering to her that sometimes you seem so small and the area all around you so big--like the walk to the confessional with a mind of complex sins; the wake behind the nurse in the doctor's office, as you tread in to hear what you already believe to be a dark result; and that trudge of a woman down the passageway to a bedroom against her will. It all seemed at that instant, the very same. It was so big and looming, trapezoidal and shifting--wouldn't stay still, and was getting fuzzier with each footfall..it was surreal and blackening, and rotating off its axis, it was the longest, longest...walkway..." Wifey

Fey, her books “Wifey” and “The Specimen: On Cancer: An Ode to My Mum” and her podcast, “The Women of Power Hours”, (iTunes), were featured on ABC-TV’s “Chronicle” (WCVB)😱!!!

Watch the episode here: https://lnkd.in/dareFps A HUGE thank you again to the entire news production team and everyone involved in the creation of the segment, and to her amazing guest!!! Wifey The Specimen: On Cancer: An Ode to My Mum

"And in an instant--carrying only a circular, spotless black serving tray from nowhere in his long, elegant hands--he smiled slightly at her from one corner of his mouth...then snapping his head and x-ray eyes away, he slid--a little too quickly--back into the people..."Wifey