He was more of a mentor than a teacher, and more of a friend than a mentor, and much, much more to me than a friend. Our relationship encompassed mind, soul, and (if the price was right) body. He liked his ladies scrubbed, smiling, and silent, and it was in the spirit of the first two, if not the last (sorry, my dear, and RIP!) that I did a minor bit of gate-crashing at the Blog Labs on Saturday and took the opportunity to read an extract from Pink as Perfume.
Here it is, fans.
She fired six shots.Much darker than my usual work, I know. A total departure, they said. I think it's all down to Carlos - he's helped me dig deep and bring forth words into the light that I never knew existed - sometimes literally!
She does not know how many bullets actually left
She does not know how many hit Target 1.
She has never
been good at Math, at percentages, proportions or probabilities.
knows is that Target 1 slumped. Became Victim 1.
And that the person who
did the shooting has now become the most wanted person in the whole of the City.
And that Victim 1 is now stranded on the thin line between Life and
Better luck next time.
Good old Broomington - I'd have never have had the courage to stand up there and orate the way I did if it wasn't for his tuition in my early days. He'd have been disgusted at some of the outfits on show, he really would. One man in particular... but that's another story, and one you will hear from me later in the week.
Adieu... Adore Adorna until she returns!