If we were having coffee, I would serve you some delicious savory crackers and cheese with a cup of organic decaf coffee. It is late in the afternoon and I wouldn’t want you to stay up all night. We would sit by the fire in comfy, over-stuffed chairs as it is mighty chilly here in Virginia today.
If we were having coffee, I would lean in close and whisper to you.
“I almost decided not to share coffee and a conversation today. My life is a bore.”
But then I remembered that this is the last chance to share coffee with you before March. Wouldn’t want to end the month without sharing something.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you of the movies I have watched the past couple of weeks for research.
“You see,” I would say, “next month I am writing a WhoDunIt over at A Whispered Wind. It will be in a film noir style. So I needed all the research I could get.”
I would give you a list of the movies, because well, I like lists:
- He Walked by Night (1948)
- The Strange Woman (1946)
- The Red House (1947)
- Too Late for Tears (1949)
- Mike Hammer’s Kiss Me Deadly (1955)
- Beat the Devil (1953)
- Notorious (1946)
- Penny Serenade (1941)
- Jigsaw (1949)
- Citizen Kane (1941)
- The 39 Steps (1935)
- The Maltese Falcon (1941)
- D.O.A. (1950)
- The Postman Always Rings Twice (1946)
I would tell you how fascinating all of those movies were and how much great research I derived from them.
“Film Noir has always fascinated me,” I would tell you. “The suspense, the darkness, the adventure!”
If we were having coffee, I would tell you about how sad I am to see February end as it marks the end of my Horror Tales. And then I would laugh and tell you, “There’s always June, though,” and wink.
If we were having coffee, I would have to apologize and tell you that although my life is boring, my muses aren’t and they are demanding that I get back to my writing. So I would have to cut our conversation short this week. I would thank you for stopping by and give you a tin of the savory crackers to take home with you.
“Bundle up! I will see you next week!” I would shout and wave as you wandered off into the late afternoon chill.
If we were having coffee, what would YOU tell me? Let me know in comments!