Roses are red, leather is black...

Mid-winter's whimsy

Chic romance

Mia Sara for Harper's Bazaar 1986

More Perfect than before

"In 2005 I had the idea to write a story about a lady in a leather coat as a series of short stories much like the encounters I have posted in this blog.  All of the encounters are with the same gorgeous lady named Blair Chadwick and she elicits various responses from people everywhere she goes.  Men and women alike react to the woman in the long leather coat.  Not only does she induce awe, admiration, and lust; but also envy, disapproval, and even contempt."

It has been over ten years since I wrote this story and I had not looked at it in a long time. I started rereading it again last week and decided to re-post it in segments after doing some editing. I would like to think that my singular writing style has improved a little in the past decade and I will try to make this story less clunky and better flowing.

One thing that struck me on going through Perfect from a fresh perspective was the rather harsh nature of it. Blair really is an ice-cold snob. I tried to provide a little more background to her character in the revision I posted, but Blair is a woman that one can only love to hate. On reflection, I think Blair represented much of my frustration trying to meet women as a young man combined with the lady in the leather coat that I fantasized about. I had only been dating the beautiful woman who became my wife for less than a year when I started writing Perfect. She has since dispelled many of my former misconceptions about unattainable women and I have grown a little wiser about life as well. Ha!

You can find the first segment of Perfect at:
http://lctdadrms.blogspot.com/p/perfect.html

Spellbound with a Kiss is now posted on Leather Coat Daydreams

ANNOUNCEMENT: I have closed the separate blog devoted to this story due to inactivity on the page.  If you have not read this story and you are a fan of Leather Coat Daydreams you will most likely enjoy it and I invite you to comment on my amateur writing.  I re-post the original introduction to the story below.

The following is an excerpt from a story I have worked on steadily for the past couple years.  It is nearly finished with only a few gaps to be completed before I publish the second half.  The female lead character is a seemingly wholesome, snobbish New England housewife who tends to run her errands in a long, black leather coat.  She is the boss's wife to a young man who is infatuated by her sophisticated beauty.  But, nobody would ever guess the decadent motive buttoned inside Mrs. Harper's demure bosom.  

Cassandra’s leather coat creaked tensely over her firm breasts as she inhaled a deep breath and let out another long sigh.  She felt a little more secure buttoned up inside of her long leather coat and at the moment she relished the luxurious warmth of it more than ever.  If it helped her shake off the nervous chill that froze her to the bone she would gladly keep herself bundled up in the coat for the rest of the weekend.

She was extremely anxious about her husband leaving for Europe that evening.  She usually did not mind when he travelled.  He went on many business trips through the years, and, truthfully, she very much enjoyed having the house all to herself while he was gone.  The present situation was different, though.

Cassandra’s life was due to change on their twenty-second wedding anniversary and Marvin flying four thousand miles away less than a month before left her in an uncomfortably vulnerable position.  She dared not tell him why, but it was absolutely vital for Marvin to be with her on the night of their anniversary.  If anything happened to delay his return home by that date he would fail her unforgivably.  Many years of careful planning would be ruined and she would be forced to take drastic measures disturbing for her to even consider.