Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Fragment No. 1

Christopher liked women who did not like him. He liked women who were slim and willowy, who possessed features fine and smooth as blown glass and had hair as soft and shining as spun silk. He liked women with an ethereal beauty that shone like the stars and was as cold as the sundering space between them.

6 comments:

Aerin said...

Christopher doesn't know many women, does he?

Loren Eaton said...

Christopher doesn't have much luck with women. He is also given to hyperbole.

B. Nagel said...

Christopher like to think about women. I don't know that Christopher likes women as people.

Loren Eaton said...

That is very likely true. He's probably infatuated with the idea more than the actuality.

B. Nagel said...

That whole actuality thing is where situations get sticky. But that could be kind of fun. Force Christopher into a sealed situation with his Anti-Woman, or with his Perfect Woman or Both! And force him to grips that Perfection is an absurd abstraction and individuals are never merely single layered objects.

Loren Eaton said...

I think Christopher is probably going to stay a fragment for the time being, but that's a good idea. It reminds of a Robert Sheckley story I just read called "The Language of Love." A guy leaves a girl who's crazy in love with him in order to study an alien tongues for decades so that he properly express just how he feels about her. Irony ensues.