That Elmore Leonard GirlFriday, July 12, 2013
It was less than a fifteen-minute walk to Joyce’s apartment on Meridian, five blocks from the beach. This evening, though, Harry felt he should drive, not be walking along the streets at night. His car was in a lot on Thirteenth, behind the hotel: his ‘84 Eldorado he’d have to do something with before he left. Maybe sign it to Joyce. She didn’t do too bad as a catalog model, but it was seasonal and she had to work in between jobs as a cocktail waitress. In one catalogue she’d be a young matron in sportswear; in the next, a swinger in a gauzy lingerie, garter belts, her hair all curly. Harry would open a catalog thinking, Okay, which model would you most like to jump? He told Joyce, kidding, to which one nine times out of ten he would pick. Her. He told her thinking she’d say he was sweet, but all she did was to look at him funny.
Pronto, Elmore Leonard
My novelist, composer, actor friend, John MacLachlan Gray has suggested that the pictures of the Raymond Chandler blonde, Colleen Hughes, are more Elmore Leonard and less Raymond Chandler. MacLachlan Gray could be right. I differ in only that I see all of the Chandler women in black and white and Leonard’s in colour. This colour somehow has to be lurid and or grainy. I have such a candidate in Alexandria aka Lisa Prentiss who hails from Washington State. She likes to wear bright red lipstick and is a brunette (no Zulu blonde). Could she be an Elmore Leonard girl? Would MacLachlan Gray be persuaded to write an essay on the subject?
|John MacLachlan Gray|
|Elmore Leonard, crow painting by Judith Currelly|