Tuesday, June 12, 2007
A Noir Novella
Storm contacted me and said "You, me, now!"
I shot her once before. Not with a gun, but with the glass and the chemicals. She had wigs. The wigs looked good in 35mm, I thought...
Apparently she thought so too, so I said "okay!" Would any sane man say otherwise?
I met her at a "fuck motel." We hugged and went inside after paying the man sixty bucks for our "pleasure."
She took off her clothes as I polished and cleaned my lenses.
I asked her if she was ready and she said, "Yes..."
We went at it. We winged it. We made it happen. We did everything and...
...we exposed the film to the light.
Storm's in Hong Kong now.
I miss that dame.
...but she left me this to remember her by...