Friday, September 23, 2011

A Quick & Angry Cafe Rant

The second Campaign Challenge called for "a quick, angry cafe rant" in which we were asked to do the following:
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 word "imago" in the title
  • include the following 4 random words: "miasma," "lacuna," "oscitate," "synchronicity,"
If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional and included in the word count), make reference to a mirror in your post.
For those who want an even greater challenge (optional), make your post 200 words EXACTLY!
I wasn't able to squeeze in a mirror reference, but I did manage to bring it in at exactly two hundred words (harder than it sounds). And so, for your reading pleasure I give you:

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Imago and the Rain of Steel

Imago was there when I walked in. He was always there.

After the nearby “luxury lofts” opened up, he’d invaded our cafĂ© with his laptop and his smartphone and his loudness, turning it from a writer’s Shangri-La into a miasma of literary despair.

Looking around, I saw the place was filled with regulars, all struggling authors. We’d earned our chairs by ordering a cup, then shutting up and writing. Imago, named after the word printed on his “personal” mug, was killing the vibe. He’d shattered our creative mojo with his nonstop blathering.

I ordered then sat down next to Benny.

“Imago’s wearing a Lacuna Coil t-shirt. Bet he’s never even heard their music,” he whispered. “And the douche used ‘oscitate’ in a sentence before you came in. I looked it up. It means, ‘to yawn’. I hate him.”

“Good. That’ll help.”

Barista Meg brought my coffee and waited. They were all waiting.

“Yeah, let’s do this.”

With clumsy synchronicity, we rose from our seats while Meg locked the door. Imago found himself surrounded by authors—with hammers.

“What?”

I snorted, clueless as always.

“I’ll tell you what,” I said, fingering the handle of a shortened sledge. “SHUT THE F**K UP!”

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Personally, I like the visual of a bunch of angry authors with hammers, but maybe that's just me. ;c)

UPDATE: Here's a link to the list. My story's #72 (just in case you're looking for something to "like").

SORT OF EMBARRASSING UPDATE:

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