Open Question: What do you think of my story piece? Please critique?
Posted by admin on January 29th, 2009 filed in General
This like the third time I have posted this, but last time I only got two answers so I’m giving it another shot.
It is quite rough, (and long sorry) and could probably do with a bit more editing, but I would just like your opinions on it, and if there is anything you think would make it sound better,say so!
Thanks:)
Tony Chen shivered as he stepped in off the cold, busy, city street.
He smiled slightly as he entered the doorway of his favourite French restaurant.(Name Unknown yet) Feeling the warmth of the restaurant’s interior, the cold, stiff, muscles in Chen’s body relaxed and he made his way over to the front desk.
The young host welcomed Chen with a warm smile, took his coat, checked for his name on the list and guided Chen over to his table. Glancing around, Chen admired the elaborate decorations and furnishing the restaurant boasts. Lining the red, white and blue feature walls, hung dozens of beautiful French paintings depicting French chefs, food and wine.
Chen’s table was number 14, his favourite. Mainly because it was ove4r near the left-and corner of the restaurant, where it was more private and secluded, and also the warm glow of the crackling fire nearby, added to the appeal. A smile spread across Chen’s face, he could remember so clearly the night he proposed to his wife, at this very table.
The young host pulled out a chair for Chen and clicked his fingers sharply, summoning a waiter.
Chen seated himself graciously and settled in. A waiter dresses in a white uniform hurried over and handed Chen an extensive wine list. Handing the list back with his choice, Chen glanced down at his gold watch.
Three minute past eight.
“Messieur? I have your wine here for you.” A deep voice said.
Chen looked up to see the waiter holding a bottle of red wine.
“Thank you.” Chen smiled, as the waiter poured a glass. Chen ran his fingers through his short, dark hair, flecked with the odd middle age grey, and straightened the tie on his grey suit.
Chen sipped his drink and pondered what his client, Suzanne Molan, wanted tp discuss with him tonight. Frowning a little, he wondered why Molan had not returned his calls. Chen had not spoken with her apart from their initial meeting at Rosewood Legal Services. As a lawyer, Chen found it frustrating when he had little to no contact with his clients, and Miss Molan was proving to be very elusive. He had called her several times during the week, but to no avail.
A glimmer of red in the corner of Chen’s eye stirred him from his deep thoughts.
He looked up and saw her at once.
Standing at the front desk, in enormously high heels, stood a tall attractive and confident looking lady of around thirty. She was wearing a close-fitting blood red silk dress, that drew attention to her slim but curvy figure.
A thick wave of blond hair framed the sharp edges of her face.
The excited young host seemed delighted to have such an attractive customer, Chen watched him check for her name on his list, and walk her across the restaurant to table 14. Suzanne Molan seated herself in the seat adjacent to Chen. “May I suggest a mellow Shiraz?” The young host suggested warmly.
Molan nodded her head and smiled, “Yes, sir, thank you for your suggestion.” Her voice low and soft. Clicking his fingers again, the host summoned a waiter to take Molan’s order.
The host hovered at their table, grinning down at Molan whilst the waiter took the order. “Messieur? I think you have customer’s waiting.” Molan pointed out, inclining her head towards the front desk.
Turning around to see the line of three groups of disgruntled looking customers, the host replied, “Right you are, mademoiselle, right you are.” He rushed off looking quite disappointed and muttered, “Yes, yes! I am coming!”
Molan then turned to face Chen, and murmured “Good evening , Mr Chen.”
“And to you Miss Molan, and to you!” Chen replied smiling. “So what brings us here tonight. What would you like to discuss?”
“Oh, just a few business matters Mr Chen.” Molan smiled taking a sip of her wine.
I don’t even know what the story is going to be about, I just wrote it in my spare time.
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