Blythe-a-Day Flying: Myrtle Wilson & The Flying Wubbas: Color
During the Jazz Age:
Ever since Myrtle Wilson became a zompire [combination zombie and vampire], her sensory perceptions of life had changed in dramatic ways.
In some ways, she felt that her awareness was far more perceptive than it had been before socialite Daisy Buchanan, the wife of Myrtle's boyfriend, ran over her while driving a luxurious car that Myrtle herself could never afford, and sped off, leaving her for dead.
Since she entered the realm of the undead, Myrtle's main focus was planning revenge against Daisy; yet,, she also realized that she was now free of aspects of life that had contracted her awareness to her relative poverty, her being visibly on "the wrong side of the tracks," and feeling forever shut out of the world of the rich, whose images mesmerized her in magazines. Deep down, she knew that to her wealthy--married--boyfriend--she was simply a scintillating secret, sensuously thrilling but not viewed as a person of any significant value...
Now, being undead, these concerns no longer consumed her nor blinded her to the world around her. Ironically, with her senses more alive than during 'life,'she noticed sounds, smells, sights that she had ignored in the past.
Some of these things seemed miraculous...
One miracle she witnessed was a flight of a flock of wubbas. She had always thought of wubbas as a pesky, dusty, nuisance, anchored to the dirt, more akin to rats than birds.
Yet, here they were, a bright, clear yellow in the sky. Myrtle looked on in wonder.
Had she simply overlooked this before?
Or was this a true miracle?
No matter what the answer, to Myrtle, the sight was astonishing... .
Blythe-a-Day Flying: Myrtle Wilson & The Flying Wubbas: Color
During the Jazz Age:
Ever since Myrtle Wilson became a zompire [combination zombie and vampire], her sensory perceptions of life had changed in dramatic ways.
In some ways, she felt that her awareness was far more perceptive than it had been before socialite Daisy Buchanan, the wife of Myrtle's boyfriend, ran over her while driving a luxurious car that Myrtle herself could never afford, and sped off, leaving her for dead.
Since she entered the realm of the undead, Myrtle's main focus was planning revenge against Daisy; yet,, she also realized that she was now free of aspects of life that had contracted her awareness to her relative poverty, her being visibly on "the wrong side of the tracks," and feeling forever shut out of the world of the rich, whose images mesmerized her in magazines. Deep down, she knew that to her wealthy--married--boyfriend--she was simply a scintillating secret, sensuously thrilling but not viewed as a person of any significant value...
Now, being undead, these concerns no longer consumed her nor blinded her to the world around her. Ironically, with her senses more alive than during 'life,'she noticed sounds, smells, sights that she had ignored in the past.
Some of these things seemed miraculous...
One miracle she witnessed was a flight of a flock of wubbas. She had always thought of wubbas as a pesky, dusty, nuisance, anchored to the dirt, more akin to rats than birds.
Yet, here they were, a bright, clear yellow in the sky. Myrtle looked on in wonder.
Had she simply overlooked this before?
Or was this a true miracle?
No matter what the answer, to Myrtle, the sight was astonishing... .