the plot thickens

Dear Sheddists,

in the third session of our Creative Writing course we're invited to extend the characters we've created into a short third party narrative.

So here's where I took Mimi, the fading Japanese beauty created by my group in our last session ...

'She smiles, not from her eyes but from her mouth. The camera tracks down down the languid curves that now fill out her form until it reaches her hands, clasped loosely but elegantly in her lap.

The interviewer leans forward. An intimacy that invades the jasmine-scented bubble inhabited by Mimi.  She smiles again and her eyes are deep black pools into which the interviewer finds himself drawn inexorably. He is violating her space.

There is an uneasy tension in the studio as the camera pans upward to Mimi's face, still smiling, still inviting his question.

She moves her head casually to one side, coquettishly guiding the hooked interviewer toward her unrelenting gaze. And in homes the length and breadth of the country TVs are pimped to the max with the garish, psychedelic mess of the interviewer's tie now strangling his scrawny, salary-man's neck. Adolescent boys coalesce in thick clumps around the screens. Waiting. Expectant.

Mimi looks up into the approaching face of her adversary and her eyes widen, taking the first bloodied bite. The studio falls silent but for the barely perceptible flutter of two pairs of immaculately trained eye-lashes. They are locked onto their prey.

His head has gone now. Eaten by the eyes as she continues to devour the interviewer's body piece by piece, closing round his neck as she sucks him in with a sickening sllllluuurrrrrpppppp.  One last gulp and he's gone as the swarming boys erupt in feverish ecstacy.

Chiharu strokes her slumbering form gently.

'Mimi, Mimi ... come to me, Mimi'.

She holds her close. Mimi is drenched and shivering as she comes round.

'You've had that dream again ...'

Chiharu rubs her trembling shoulders, easing the last of the night horrors from the exhausted and satiated body of her lover.'

And if you want to catch up with the back-story just scroll down to earlier entries on my blog.

Yours as ever,

electrofried(mr)