Frankenstein is a writer’s game wherein a story is composed of sentences contributed by different authors. We play this game a lot in Book Junkies, and everyone has a lot of fun with it.
So, I’ll kick it off with a prompt sentence, then you guys each add a sentence in the comment thread. Each subsequent sentence should feed off the sentence before it in the thread. So, let’s see what monster of a story we can stitch together.
One note though: PG-13 type blog—keep it clever but clean.
Prompt sentence:
Belinda had felt good about the interview until the final question.
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She didn't know how to answer; it seemed, perhaps, the interviewer was trying to hit on her.
Who is your friend?
The question hung in the air like stale tobacco smoke as the seconds ticked loudly on the cheap wall clock.
Belinda suddenly felt small…vulnerable.
Her hear was a long slow violin concerto…too much…it was all too much; she fumbled for a cigarette.
'What do you mean?' she said, playing for time.
All the time she was looking at his eyes to gauge his true intent.
All of a sudden two bright pink, bouncing tentacles began to wriggle out of the top of the interviewer's head, like two worms, splashing blood into her eyes
Was this just his alien mating display, or the signal that Belinda would now have to fight for much more than a job?
Oh hell, she thought. I've come to the wrong interview – I thought I was applying for the dog food-tasting job.
Seized by a sudden and overwhelming hankering for calamari, her telescoping jaws bit off that deliciously tentacled head; it wasn't until the meal was completely devoured that she even paused to contemplate her getaway.