RONY BROWN'S SERIALS

    INTRAPERSONAL-2 Rony Brown It is not that she made no plans. Victoria was not the kind that could spend half a day without writing out every minute she would spend down. So yes, she made and had lots of plans. But there is a difference in making plans or even having them and actually executing them. Victoria was almost a week into her leave and had settled comfortably into an unhealthy routine. This mainly consisted of sleeping ( nothing unhealthy about that ), eating (mostly raw sausages and bread if she could get her hands on some without stepping her foot out of her hospital-given accommodation and of course loads and loads of soft drinks.), watching nine or more seasons of movies and yes, an occasional fuck ( occasional meaning every other night ). Well, when need be, she forced herself into the bathroom to suffer the pains of bathing. It was six pm and she was about throwing herself in the throes of passion with some guy. She giggled chil...

  INTRAPERSONAL-one The shrill blaze of her smart alarm woke her from her slumber. It must have been on its third cycle or so. She look at the man drooling by her side and began to suspect that only a fool like she was, would ever think that   staying in bed with this animal that late into the night was going to make her anything but late for her morning shift the next day. He woke up with a start too. He must also be late for his morning shift. He was one of the volunteer doctors from God knows where. And he fucked like he had been starved for years. Maybe, but she could care less. How did she get here? She wondered. She barely managed to go through the motions of her toilette and didn’t even notice when the volunteer doctor slipped out of her room. Sliding gracelessly into her Pontiac, she drove like an enraged maniac. “Nurse Donaldy! Nurse Donaldy! You are needed at theatre three. Nurse Donaldy please report to theatre three immediately.” The blast of a p...

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THE MURDER CABINET Rony Brown FINALE   *** Karen I have no idea how long I have been here. There is no day nor is there night. Everything has become one big blend of blackness. They beat me till I beg that they take my life. But just when I seriously believe I am going to breathe my last they nurse me back to health and start the process all over again. Someone is at the door, no there are two voices. It is always worse when it is the two of them. They giggle about something. I hang my head. But I realize that it may be a good thing. Today, I will probably get to know if heaven and hell is real. Too bad I won’t be back to tell anyone. They turn the light up. I see their faces for the first time. Wow! Is that the lecturer from that HIV class? Suddenly, I am filled with venom. “What did I ever do to you?” I scream. Almost simultaneously, I receive this massive blow in the gut. I double over in pain as blood fills my mouth. I did not see it coming. “Allo...

 THE END AS IT CAME Rony Brown Episode finale   I built a whole new life from the ground; new house, new identity, and even a new accent. To think that all this happened in the span of five years… Sometimes I look back with regret as I do now but leaving my family behind with no trace was my best and only option. I moved way up north, turned myself into a teacher with my reward being shea butter and tomato from grateful parents. Every day is a routine that rarely changes. But I never kid myself. I have no illusions of safety. Actually every day I only grow the more scared. The news is filled with many murders these days; people mutilated beyond recognition and people killed so as to look like they were victims of one ritual or the other. If only the police could connect the dots. I lift up my eyes and stare listlessly at the board. It is filled with newspaper clippings. Almost fifty gruesome killings have so far been recorded within the short span of t...

  THE PASS-UP Rony Brown FINALE-AS CUNNING AS KWEKU ANANSE This is one folk lore that is not of Siitian origin, much to the Sage’s chagrin. It tells the story of the adventures of Kweku, the cunning spider. Some times during his adventures he was the hero and other times he simply wasn’t. But being hero or no has never stopped Kweku from being cunning and neither will it stop me. It’s been barely a week since I fell in the arms of the most eligible bachelor in this Siitian world. (Well, there’s the fact that I made him qualify as a bachelor in the first place) And of course he did not waste any time in slipping the most brilliant glass slipper on my foot. But according to the sage, I am nearing the threshold for which it is safe for me to be around the King of this Siitian world. I am now getting a grip of what she means. Can you believe that the king, my husband, threw a tantrum because I was doing the number three and could not do the do? (Yes, you should k...

  They say the art of seduction is to build expectation. The final episodes of the pass-up, the murder cabinet, and the end as it came are brewing and are taking their time to brew to perfection. EXPECT THE BEST OF THE FINALE OF THESE SERIES NEXT WEEK AND EXPECT EVEN MORE FROM THE NEW SERIES THE WEEK AFTER…   Rony Brown