Writing Pilates

This week my lovely sister and I will make our characters…um…insult someone important and somewhat dangerous. For her version (you can do it mamagriffith, just stop knitting all of those heart stopping hats and blog) please click here.

Make Your Character Insult Someone

Miss Borka stood before Bosomella tapping her toe on the stone floor of the tower room and sighing each time she re-measured her bust.

“Another two inches ought to do it”

Miss Borka glared at the little fairy. “Two inches of what?”

“Bosom, of course.”

Miss Borka snatched Bomsomella out of the air by one wing and held her up in front of her nose so that she got the full force of her glare of doom. “You presume to dance in here with your whale bone and your linen and silk and that snotty little look in your eye and tell me that I need two more inches to my bust before I can conquer prince Andegej mind and soul?”

Bosomella wriggled wildly attempting to bite her on the finger right next to that painful looking hang nail.

“My lady, you have a lovely physique. Such a long slim torso and well sculpted arms. I mean if you would just hold still no one would even notice the limp and with this bosom blossomer and corset your cleavage will be sufficient for the gown you have ordered.”

“Sufficient.” Miss Borka’s grip tightened painfully. All was silent for a long horrible moment before she began shouting.

“I WANT TO DANCE.”

“And you can waste all the time you want on that ridiculous brazier, but know this. If I am not dancing by three days before the great ball I shall entomb you in that wretched thing and have a pigeon fly you over the wall to the floating monks. I lost two bags of gold and my favorite maid when I bought that cure for you. If you do not repay the debt by then, you will repay it to them in person.”

Then Miss Borka flung the little fairy into the pile of silk and brazier hooks and limped slowly from the room.