I recently received an email at my author page on Goodreads.
Being a freshly published author I got all excited about the "fan" who was writing to me.
Giddy with author pride I clicked the link and VOILA...
Sigh.
Eye roll.
Spam.
But golden, sexy spam, ripe for the frying.
I redacted his name because it's the polite thing to do. And no...sadly the initials J.A. do not stand for Jensen Ackles (my alternate reality super boyfriend)
Behold:
to: 8098414 Foinah Jameson
subject: I want a relationship with you
message: I am J(redacted) A(redacted),
Am a Petroleum Engineer,an Honduran based in United Kingdom.
As i was reading,i saw your beautiful face
(THIS PIC IS MY AVATAR THERE!)
and i can't hide my feelings to contact you.I don't
know how to love again since my last heart break.
But i believe distance between us doesn't matter
because am having the feelings that you are
the special woman to love,trust and cherish if
you can give me a chance to have a relationship
with you.
It is A mighty pain to love it is,
And Love is a pain that pain to miss;
But, of all pains, the greatest pain,
Is to love, but love in vain.
I am very interested to know you"
Please send relationship accepted via email to
(blahblahblah1sl@gmail.com ) or
( blahblahblah1sl@yahoo.dk )
so i can send my photos to you.
Yours Love,
J(redacted) A(redacted).
Well...that was interesting.
As i was reading,i saw your beautiful face
(THIS PIC IS MY AVATAR THERE!)and i can't hide my feelings to contact you.I don't
know how to love again since my last heart break.
But i believe distance between us doesn't matter
because am having the feelings that you are
the special woman to love,trust and cherish if
you can give me a chance to have a relationship
with you.
It is A mighty pain to love it is,
And Love is a pain that pain to miss;
But, of all pains, the greatest pain,
Is to love, but love in vain.
I am very interested to know you"
Please send relationship accepted via email to
(blahblahblah1sl@gmail.com ) or
( blahblahblah1sl@yahoo.dk )
so i can send my photos to you.
Yours Love,
J(redacted) A(redacted).
I'm not a mean person by nature, but I do love an opportunity to amuse myself so I answered his little love note.
How could I not?
How could I not?
How could I not respond to such a moving plea from a paramour of his standing? Hmmmmm?
My response:
Dear Love,
It is rare that such moving words can wake me from my slumber. But you have valiantly taken sword to thorn walls to free me, scaled the highest tree to procure the sweetest fruit, groomed me, cleansed me of mites that burrow and chew....
But my family must come with me, we dine, we sleep, we run en mass. You will grow accustomed to their hoots and hollers of joyous abandon. You will have the highest perch and watch over us in the night.
"It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had"
I will share my fruit with you, teach you the secrets of the stick in the log for the sweetest treats.
Do you smoke?
I must rely on this platform for our burgeoning love. I have no access to an email...just this battered research laptop I may borrow while the doctor is away.
Let me know when I may look for you. I will lower a branch so that you may join me and rule by my side.
I think I blew his mind!!!
I waited a few hours and, after no response, I then sent this gem:
My love,
Why have you not yet responded?
Is it unexpected that you could tame my wild nature so very quickly?
How can I explain?
When there are few words I can choose, how can I explain when words get broken?
This world moves quickly for two lost souls in love’s fishbowl.
Do you remember there was a time a when people on the street
were walking hand in hand in hand? They used to talk about the weather,
making plans together, days would last forever....
Let not the distance chain our love!
Come to me, cover me, hold me! Together we'll break these chains of love!
Don't give up, just don't give up (Don't)!!!!
Together with me, you, my baby, we can break the chains of love.
Is there an impediment? What is the delay? Remember...I have limited access to this laptop so time is of the essence because am having the feelings!
I eagerly await your response.
My plan was to become progressively more unstable and needy, and to finally ask him to send me money because he was obviously a wealthy oil engineer and could afford to support me during my transition back to society.
Unfortunately Goodreads nuked the emails. I was so sad. I didn't think to actually save his gmail or yahoo addresses when I cut and pasted the originals to my facebook wall.
Now I'll never know if JA was the one.
Teehee.
-- Foinah
My response:
Dear Love,
It is rare that such moving words can wake me from my slumber. But you have valiantly taken sword to thorn walls to free me, scaled the highest tree to procure the sweetest fruit, groomed me, cleansed me of mites that burrow and chew....
But my family must come with me, we dine, we sleep, we run en mass. You will grow accustomed to their hoots and hollers of joyous abandon. You will have the highest perch and watch over us in the night.
"It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had"
I will share my fruit with you, teach you the secrets of the stick in the log for the sweetest treats.
Do you smoke?
I must rely on this platform for our burgeoning love. I have no access to an email...just this battered research laptop I may borrow while the doctor is away.
Let me know when I may look for you. I will lower a branch so that you may join me and rule by my side.
I think I blew his mind!!!
I waited a few hours and, after no response, I then sent this gem:
My love,
Why have you not yet responded?
Is it unexpected that you could tame my wild nature so very quickly?
How can I explain?
When there are few words I can choose, how can I explain when words get broken?
This world moves quickly for two lost souls in love’s fishbowl.
Do you remember there was a time a when people on the street
were walking hand in hand in hand? They used to talk about the weather,
making plans together, days would last forever....
Let not the distance chain our love!
Come to me, cover me, hold me! Together we'll break these chains of love!
Don't give up, just don't give up (Don't)!!!!
Together with me, you, my baby, we can break the chains of love.
Is there an impediment? What is the delay? Remember...I have limited access to this laptop so time is of the essence because am having the feelings!
I eagerly await your response.
My plan was to become progressively more unstable and needy, and to finally ask him to send me money because he was obviously a wealthy oil engineer and could afford to support me during my transition back to society.
Unfortunately Goodreads nuked the emails. I was so sad. I didn't think to actually save his gmail or yahoo addresses when I cut and pasted the originals to my facebook wall.
Now I'll never know if JA was the one.
Teehee.
-- Foinah
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