Fey Ugokwe's Blog - Posts Tagged "suspense"

Inching into city blacktop on ballet flats--careening, kinetic cornucopia of pungent sight, scent, all sound--insistent hands reaching, squishing at the lusciousness, looking for the bruisings in the wrong place...

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And they were two flirting at pots eyes on eyes and veins rushing, with the ambrosial mix of peoples as their green screen and it was sweet-sweat spice-smelling and sensuous, giddy back and well pleasant spinning, the chatting laughing breathing eating touching--in the savory-lush, oak, and rye--for a time:

**Description: A mystical, lyrical and haunting, psychological thriller that careens along the unexpected twists and dark turns in the tenuous marriage between a 22-year-old, primarily Asian, Miami-born daughter of well-heeled, immigrant professors and a 25-year-old, orphaned African-American man from the hard scrabble of Los Angeles, and their relationship's journey from L.A. to the suburbs of Dallas--in 2008, just before the historic Presidential Election. "Wifey", a work of contemporary fiction--that also includes other diverse and multinational characters--highlights a variety of sociopolitical/sociocultural issues, inclusive of domestic violence, sustainability, racism, xenophobia, class divide, and spirituality, using the universalizing backdrop of food, and spotlights the smacking differentials within individual power, the hair-raising undertow of relationship secrets, and the prickling chill of unforeseen fates.**

New, she quick skinny-dipped into blinking bright green, a fresh-spooned lap in the bracing aqueous, liquids so light--a finish clean--lunching in the lush so well suited her...

And he was strong ginger: cornsilk blue eyes a summer's swim, in fields twin, of hardy yield--and harvest...

Red silk waft, the glint of gilt embroidery, hands-feet ink like jewelry--casting out the city ferments, beckoning toward the sacred covenants, in salt...

**Description: A mystical, lyrical and haunting, psychological thriller that careens along the unexpected twists and dark turns in the tenuous marriage between a 22-year-old, primarily Asian, Miami-born daughter of well-heeled, immigrant professors and a 25-year-old, orphaned African-American man from the hard scrabble of Los Angeles, and their relationship's journey from L.A. to the suburbs of Dallas. "Wifey", a work of contemporary fiction--that also includes other diverse and multinational characters--highlights a variety of sociopolitical/sociocultural issues, inclusive of domestic violence, sustainability, racism, xenophobia, class divide, and spirituality, using the universalizing backdrop of food, and spotlights the smacking differentials within individual power, the hair-raising undertow of relationship secrets, and the prickling chill of unforeseen fates.**

"The food seemed much the same to her...edible toys, junk so bright--symbols, unbeknownst to her, of what his own inner world had become..."

And she was at hearing the stirring of pots and the strong breaths of salt breeze--aerating likely a curry, perhaps a pepper pot too...and then her mum's tongue--gingerly, determinedly, slow-yielding the sage--telling her the truth about what she had married...