'My Own True Genius' Essays : Beth Morrow, When Your Muse... Lemons
True Genius Essay Contest First Place Winner! When Your Muse Hands You Lemons...By Beth Morrow
As I settled at the kitchen table that evening, my brain didn’t bubble with images of Mercury Monarchs — it gave me lemons. Brilliantly yellow lemons. Lemons on wheels. Lemons with exhaust pipes, steering wheels and windshields. Lemons that loved Sunday drives. I repressed the lemons to get to the cars. Lemons resurfaced. I leafed through dad’s Popular Mechanics. Lemons percolated through chrome and engine blocks. I played with my brother’s Matchbox collection hoping for osmotic transfer of their car spirits to me. Unfortunately, lemons won. Begrudgingly, I sketched the best lemon car ever. The family of the tricked-out fruit grinned, unaware the citric acid inside would both burn and cure their scurvy. With a heavy heart, I penned a clever caption then stuck the failure in my Trapper Keeper. A few weeks later, Mr. H silenced us to share “neato news”. Someone — in our class — had won the advertising contest. Hushed whispers bounced off the creaky wooden floor beneath chunks of spring mud. Mr. H approached my girls-only block of desks with a certificate and a check, stopping beside me. In disbelief, I shook his hand and took my bounty. Genuine smiles, jealous glares and a life-long love of lemons are the memories I carry with me from that day I felt — and reluctantly ran with — the genius of my creative inspiration. • © 2009 Beth Morrow, www.bethmorrow.com. 03/18/09 |