Black Water Essay -- Creative Writing

Submerged in water, it was the fourth of July on Grayling Island, the Senator's rented Toyota whistling tunes of the Beatles, topics of debate: the Vietnam War, Dukakis, skidded off the road. Lizzie, "Kelly" they are not the same, she can't die like this, no not now. She was someone's little girl, not a bad girl, she wasn't a bad girl, she told her mother she wasn't don't mention G____, was she ready? Her white anklet socks flew into the air as massive male hands, Grandpa's hands, swept her off her feet saving her from the black waters rushing in, they didn't have to know, they wouldn't have to tell Grandma, Grandpa was spared, he died several years before. Kelly wrote a paper on the senator, her senior thesis, she grabbed on to his leg, his shoe, "oh how Buffy would laugh, his shoe, his empty shoe?", she wasn't pretty, but it was her time, she didn't believe in the stars, but today she listened to her horoscope: go for what you really want, or something to that effect, black water r ushed in and she died; she's here, she's here, SHE'S HERE!, "caution: ultra-violet rays, saltwater swimming, and overheated blow dryers are serious dangers to Beautiful Hair," Pluto was not originally a man but a woman, black water rushed in and she died. To die an unfinished life. To exist only as a faded memory. To cry but not be heard. Life's uncertainty and ill-felt fate surrendered to death's deceptive, cumbersome realm in Joyce Carol Oates' "Black Water". Oates created a world in which the subconcious overcame reality, where confusion and uncertainty overcame monotimy. Throughout Oates' novel sex, life, naivete, death, and eternity all shared a common link. Kelly Kelleher, a twenty-six year old in the prime of her life succumbed to the "b... ...ies to make the reader feel and understand. The author grasped the ability to create a link between G____'s suppressive weight during their[Kelly and G___'s] love-making and the suppressive weight of the senator as he dented Kelly's body. Kelly starved herself as a source of discipline, she gave in to man's desires, she was ignorant of the true intentions of people and her surroundings. "You're in politics, you're an optimist. You're no longer an optimist, you're no longer in politics. You're no longer an optimist, you're dead." She was an optimist, even in her remaining moments and she still died. Optimism failed to shield her from her inconceivable fate. The world failed her, life failed her, hope failed her. Trapped in her metallic dented coffin, she dreamed of the "future". "If I can still see it, I am still alive." Black waters rushed in and she died.