Once again, it's Campaign Challenge Time! The second challenge is a doozy. "Write a blog post in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, whether flash fiction, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc. The blog post should include the following:
- The word "imago" in the title.
- Include the following four random words:
"miasma," "lacuna," "oscitate," and synchronicity. (I had to look them up, too!)
The last optional challenge was to include a reference to a mirror in the post. I elected not to do this one.
My Palm Beach County history buffs will recognize the murder of Judge Curtis Chillingworth and his wife in June, 1955. For the rest of you, I don't want to give too much front story, but check back on this post in a couple of weeks and I'll answer any questions and give more detail if you'd like.
I'm number 44 in the challenge. If you like this, please go vote for it HERE. So, without further delay, here's my 200 words....
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| Picture by Kelly Craig. Added to findagrave.com website. |
BIRTH OF AN IMAGO
She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. The warm Florida wind was blowing as the little boat rocked on the ocean. She could feel the dampness of the sea spray on her face. Opening her eyes, she saw the fading lights of her home in Manalapan as the boat pulled further away from shore. Marjorie looked at the men in the boat with her and her husband, Curtis. The miasma of failure and desperation clung to them along with evil. She prayed for a lacuna in this nightmare—a chance to change what was happening.
She looked at Curtis who said sadly, “Remember, I love you.”
From behind her came the sound of a man stifling the urge to oscitate. Hands bound, she turned awkwardly toward him, then looked at the sky and wondered what awful sychronicity led to this time, this place, these men. Were her children safe? Would her grandchildren remember her?
One of the men politely said, “Ladies first,” and shoved her into the dark ocean. As she slowly sunk beneath the waves, she saw Curtis jump in after her. He faded from view in the murky water as she gasped for breath and found none.
