Concocted




“What if I said you could forget it all?”

“I'd do it in a minute. You know I would.”

Derrick smiled. “Drink.”

Eloise sniffed. “Herbal tea?”

“You could say that.”




This piece was written in response to this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge.

This weekend is our last opportunity for a Halloween-inspired Trifextra, and of course, we can't pass that up.  In 1937, a naked woman was found limping through the streets of Haiti.  Upon interrogation, she was unable to give any details as to her identity.  The woman was eventually identified in hospital as Felicia Felix-Mentor.  The only issue is that Felicia Felix-Mentor had been dead for nearly twenty years.  Felicia was, therefore, a zombie.

It so happens that well-known author and anthropologist Zora Neale Hurston was in Haiti researching a book at that time.  Hurston met and photographed the woman/zombie, and pop culture took the story from there.  Not surprisingly, there are a ton of internet articles discussing the authenticity of the claim of zombification, the chemical mix needed to create such a phenomenon, and then, of course, instruction on how we should all behave in the event of a zombie apocalypse.  There is even a video on Youtube of Hurston describing the encounter.


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Writing in the Margins, Bursting at the Seams: Concocted

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Concocted




“What if I said you could forget it all?”

“I'd do it in a minute. You know I would.”

Derrick smiled. “Drink.”

Eloise sniffed. “Herbal tea?”

“You could say that.”




This piece was written in response to this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge.

This weekend is our last opportunity for a Halloween-inspired Trifextra, and of course, we can't pass that up.  In 1937, a naked woman was found limping through the streets of Haiti.  Upon interrogation, she was unable to give any details as to her identity.  The woman was eventually identified in hospital as Felicia Felix-Mentor.  The only issue is that Felicia Felix-Mentor had been dead for nearly twenty years.  Felicia was, therefore, a zombie.

It so happens that well-known author and anthropologist Zora Neale Hurston was in Haiti researching a book at that time.  Hurston met and photographed the woman/zombie, and pop culture took the story from there.  Not surprisingly, there are a ton of internet articles discussing the authenticity of the claim of zombification, the chemical mix needed to create such a phenomenon, and then, of course, instruction on how we should all behave in the event of a zombie apocalypse.  There is even a video on Youtube of Hurston describing the encounter.


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7 Comments:

At October 28, 2012 at 5:58 AM , Anonymous The Random Blogger said...

Instant Zombie flavour?

Love it!

 
At October 28, 2012 at 7:05 AM , Anonymous Lumdog said...

Derrick is a sneaky one! And Eloise wound up living at the Plaza! Oh...sorry, I'm mixing up my stories. Good one!

 
At October 28, 2012 at 12:05 PM , Anonymous Stephanie B. said...

Good one. I like the direction you went - to the chemical mix. To forget it all... Eerie. Well done.

 
At October 28, 2012 at 2:52 PM , Anonymous dk said...

I like the wondering left at the end. I love endings like that.

 
At October 28, 2012 at 5:03 PM , Anonymous FKC said...

Reminds me of the Matrix and how which pill you chose determines your destiny. Well done.

 
At October 28, 2012 at 8:04 PM , Anonymous Draug said...

ooo makes me wonder if Derrick is trying to help...or if he has sinister plans.

 
At October 29, 2012 at 2:05 AM , Anonymous Kymm Coveney said...

Never trust a man who offers you herbal tea.

 

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