
Inside every head there’s a world. Simon’s skull was like that–when he looked at you, he wasn’t seeing what you did in the mirror
“Why don’t I raise the blind?” Natalie would always say when her brother stared out the kitchen window, “so you can see better.”
With weary patience, he’d explain the screening pattern of the fabric revealed how things are.
“There goes Mrs Abercrombie,” he said. “She’s one of the lizard people. Her eggs are blowing behind her like leaves.”
Natalie realised just because a thing doesn’t exist this doesn’t make it untrue
Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here
Perhaps it is best if I continue to view the world without the screen – lizard people, no thanks!
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But for a meteor smash way back, we might all have been lizard people
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I have a feeling that the way Simon sees the world may be better than the view that most of us have! Great story, Neil.
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Thanks, Edith
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Grinning at this, I don’t feel equipped to argue the point!
PS Do you have an extra word in the sentence beginning ‘With weary patience’?
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Me neither, though it’s clearly nonsensical. Thanks for the catch
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Dear Neil,
Simon clearly has his own way of looking at things. 😉 He’s probably happier than the rest of us.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks, Rochelle
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I get a really clear mental image of Mrs Abercrombie. Nicely done.
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Thanks, Sandra. She’s not really a lizard
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Lizard enough for me.
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Loved this! Your imagination is brilliant, Neil – so original!
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Thanks so much, Susan
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There’s so much that some see and we can’t…
True about lizard people 🙂 What doesn’t exist, isn’t really untrue!
Stranger Outside?- Anita
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You see the lizard people too?
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You’ve found the small quirks of behaviour that make Simon come alive for the reader. For example “weary patience” paints him immediately as one of those people for whom their own truth is so obvious that they are blind to anybody else’s.
There is something mirror-like about the window in the prompt, so I particularly liked “when he looked at you, he wasn’t seeing what you did in the mirror.” It’s not just a vivid and precise way of saying that his mind processes what he sees differently, it’s a lovely assimilation of a half-hidden aspect of the prompt.
Nice write, Neil!
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Thanks for noticing the mirror. I didn’t
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A brilliant start to this week’s collection of tales!
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Thanks, Keith
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A question is raised here, what is our perception of reality and do we see what other people perceive?
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The inside of other people’s heads is infinitely strange to me
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I really like this – I enjoy reading stories about people who are mad as a box of frogs.
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Thanks, Jilly. He’s not really mad, just a writer in the making
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Best way to be , then.
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Lizard people. Hmmm. Simon must have a truly outstanding imagination 🙂
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What can I say? It’s what he saw
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Darn, I will not walk that way… being lizard it sounds like I would likely be exposed.
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Aw go on
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Lizard people and people peering through screens…I am definitely staying away from that street. BTW I really liked the last line.
Best wishes,
Rowena
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Thanks, Rowena
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Great piece, Neil. I have sometimes had that thought when seeing a street person freaking out and haranguing the air. To them, it’s real Who am I to judge?
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Thanks, Joshua
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Oh, this is just superb. I love it’s oddness, which still makes complete sense. I love the relationship between the siblings and their characters – all of which comes across in your 100 words. And I especially like how Simon sees Mrs Abercrombie. Perfect.
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That’s as good a definition of a writer’s job as any other – making oddness seem like completes sense. Thanks, Claire
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It’s a conspiracy! 😀
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Or maybe an alien invasion
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What an interesting imagination!
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Why thank you, Dawn
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I second the motion that says the last sentence was terrific. Makes you think he might not be bonkers after all.
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Thanks, Andy. I’m with you
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Simon was, of course, quite right. A recent fossil find confirmed we’re (or some of us) descended from lizards who lived at the time of Gondwana and Laurasia. Thus a prophetic story.
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Though, of course, Simon doesn’t know that
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A brilliant metaphor. As long as believing in something makes someone happy, that’s the main thing. Great take on the prompt.
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Thanks, Lisa. I think it may matter what it is you believe in, but SImon doesn’t agree
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As long as it’s something harmless then it’s ok. 🙂
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May I suggest that he cuts down on the whiskey or what ever it is he is on. Lizard people indeed.🦎
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He’s eight years old
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It’s not what you look at, it’s what you see…
Definitely a writer in the making!
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There’s more to seeing than meetss the eye
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He’s clearly a man after my own heart 🙂
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You see the lizard people too?
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Think most people are like lizards 🙂
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Now there’s a last line to really make you think!
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Thanks so much
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The stories we all tell ourselves in our heads is truth to us, regardless of what is real. Really enjoyed your take on the photo.
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Thanks, Jan
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Your last line opens up a whole world of thought … for those of us given to analytics. (Not a word, I guess, but as you said… 😉 )
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Thanks, Christine. I’m keen on worlds of thought
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Her eggs are blowing behind her like leaves. What a lovely image.
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Thanks Alicia. It’s just what I saw
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That last line is what I keep reminding people of in Criminal Mimes. Just because you can’t see the invisible box doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.
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Absolutely. The world is, in fact, run by noiseless invisible elephants on top of the Eiffel Tower
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Like the delicacy with which you tell the story, and I do agree with the sister’s comment at the end.
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Thanks so much. I like the word “delicacy”
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Hmmmm I’d like to read more about him. What a fascinating character
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Thanks so much Laurie
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We all see things differently, but he’s more different than most!
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Oh yeah. He’s one of mine
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The most vivid imagination is often called madness.
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Here’s to madness
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Indeed.
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You slanted view on fiction and the world never cease to impress me Neil. All your stories are so always your own and that’s a wonderful thing. Unique and clever take on that screen
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I’m a firm believer that no writer needs to worry about “finding their own voice” – they never lost it. Thanks for the lovely comment, Lynn
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I think it took me a while to develop my own – and if I had to define it I’d find it a struggle. But I know I have my own voice, for good or ill. And you most definitely have your own too Neil. Always a pleasure
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It must be me because, although can read this as nonsense, and from the comments others see Simon as having a good time, I take away a sense of sadness. His ‘weary patience’ painted Simon as suffering hallucinations that he doesn’t necessarily take pleasure from because of the inability of those around him to see or share the same.
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I think each reader creates their own story.
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A sudden shared “reality.”
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If we could only see the world as others do
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