First published at The Airgonaut, 1 October 2016, and to link to the story click here.
This story, a micro-fiction, is an ekphrastic (a picture prompt) that my weekly writers workshop had to work with last February. The creator of the prompt was my friend and flash guru, Paul Beckman.
Here is Beckman’s photo, a snapshot he took on a vacation a few years ago:
I know that the white plastic chair wasn’t the subject of the photo, but aren’t they interesting? Aren’t they levelers? Don’t they need a voice?
I did a little research, and was amazed by how many descriptions of their conception, design, manufacture, life cycle, roles in celebrations became biblical metaphors. When I saw that the thickness of the plastic, measured with calipers, was 3/16th of an inch, I was like hotcha! John 3:16.
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
I’m so grateful to the editor of The Airgonaut, Sheldon Lee Compton, for selecting this work for inclusion in this issue of his journal. I look around the table of contents and it is not lost on me that I am in such, such fine company.
I hope you find yourself sitting on a mass-produced chair one day, and enjoy thinking about it, incepting all the way back the supply chain, all the way to when it was just an idea.
By the way, the featured photo for this blog post, the towels and hair dryer, are also interesting to me. They also kind of dumbly participate in our lives. These objects reside in the bathroom of the only motel that’s actually on the beach in L.A.: The Sea Sprite. That’s your hot tip of the day, dear reader.
Thank you for visiting my blog, and here is “White Plastic Chair.”