Wordzzle Challenge

Raven, at Views From Raven's Nest, has created this word puzzle, Wordzzle, for us to have a challenge and write to. The words/phrases to work with this week are:

Main Challenge (10): partition, imagination, salvation, mirror image, green power, highway, roasting marshmallows, serial killer, autograph, cartography

Mini Challenge (5): cell phone, Big Mac, panther, legendary, poets corner

And it's always fun to do an extra challenge, combine the 5 + 10 and do a 15 word challenge.

My Mega Challenge (15):

The cell phone rang and rang, unanswered by its owner, Big Mac. He just stood there, not hearing his phone, staring at the man who had just been found guilty in a court of law. Staring at the serial killer who was a mirror image of himself. No wonder the police had thought he was involved with all those murders, no wonder they had harassed him all those months on end, up until they had found this guy and used finger prints to establish who was who, and still he had not actually seen the man until now. It boggled his imagination as to how any two people could look so much alike, and yet be so very different in every way. In school he had always hated science, and now it had been his salvation, causing what amounted to a partition between himself and this animal as far as the law was concerned.

The gentle giant left the court house then, content to believe that the other man would never be a problem for him or anyone else again. He would be locked up tight for the rest of time. Since childhood, Big Mac had loved to study cartography, his father's passion too, and now he had decided to take some time off work, to hit the highway and explore some of the maps he'd studied all these years. Big Mac usually rode a bike about town, into green power and saving the Earth, but for this trip he would need to take a "carbon burner" as he liked to good naturedly call vehicles. He had found himself a small truck with a camper he could live in for the summer, signed his autograph at the bottom of the contract and it was his. He dreamed of nights on the road, roasting marshmallows over his camp fire. He packed any of his belongings he thought he would need on the road as well as groceries and such, even spare light bulbs, putting it all safely into his new summer home, the camper. Last thing he packed was the two books he was currently reading, "The Legendary Panther", and "Poets Corner". He had said his good-byes to his friends last night, right after everything was safely stowed in the camper, today he had gone to the court house to see his look-alike and to see the man sentenced and locked away. Now it was time to go on his adventure and put the past behind him.

My Main Wordzzle Challenge (10):

The serial killer, Matt Joness, laughed at the idea of green power as he fired up his old muscle car and headed out onto the highway, headed south. There seemed to be a partition in his brain, one part was 'nice guy' then so quickly he became nothing short of a monster he didn't understand. He had studied his mirror image at times, usually as he was shaving just after a kill, trying to figure out if it was his imagination, knowing it wasn't and that there was no salvation for him. Matt had stopped using his real name years ago, when his mother died too young, and went by her maden name of Smythe. Matt Smythe. He thought now about that time years ago when he was sitting by a camp fire with his uncle, Joe Smythe, roasting marshmallows, and had found out that his father had studied cartography, it was his passion apparently. Other than this, all that Matt knew about his father was that, tired of an unhappy marriage, he had left his wife and son behind and hit the road for points unknown. All the man had of his father was his autograph on an old slip of paper with burned edges. Rescued from the fire, it was all that was left of a letter he had written to his wife those many years ago. She had been a bitter woman who had taken out her anger and frustrations on her son, seemingly making him pay for all his father might have done... and Matt had in turn made those other women pay for what his mother had done to him. That is, until the police had finally stopped him from what he had been unable to stop himself.

My Mini Challenge (5):

Big Mac Jones checked the GPS in his cell phone once again, coordinating it with the paper map he had laid out on the picnic table in front of him. When he was growing up, he had often wondered about his mother, but his father refused to talk about the past. He said it was always best to leave well enough alone, and something about sleeping dogs. Mac had never quite understood any of it, but his father's stuborness and determination to live in the present was legendary. After his father passed away, Mac had been cleaning out his belongings and had come across some old newspaper clippings from Panther, PA, a town Mac had never heard of and had wondered about ever since he'd found them. Some of the clippings had been poems from the Poets Corner of the newspaper, written by a woman, Sadie Joness. One of the clippings was about identical twin boys being born to Mr. & Mrs. M. Joness. Mac had no idea who these people were, or why his father had these clippings. He also had never heard of Panther PA before, but maybe his father had been there at some time in his past. He was going to find out, that's for sure. His father had never remarried, if he'd ever even been married to Mac's mother, so Mac had never had a mother and had been an only child. He wondered if he would find out anything about his mother in this town when he got there.

And here is One run-on Sentence using ALL of the 15 words/phrases:

Never before in his imagination had Big Mac Jones (formerly Joness as it turned out) thought he would ignore his ringing cell phone while fighting the legendary inner panther, knowing that to give in and drink himself silly would not be his salvation, would not partition him from the shock that he had to face and deal with, the fact that he had a mirror image twin brother who had become a serial killer... worse even that he did not believe in green power, had hit the highway in a muscle car burning carbon based fuel, with nothing but an autograph of their late father whose passions included roasting marshmallows & studying cartography, while still keeping a copy of their mother's submission to Poets Corner in an old newspaper.

Next Week's Ten Word Challenge will be: apoplexy, doctor, hummingbird, shallow end of the pool, brigadier general, mustard, greed, parallelogram, slumber party, casual

Mini Challenge: Mount Olympus, arsonist, portraits, birch trees, "that car needs a new muffler"

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