Sound

in #microfiction5 years ago

In a hollow kind of tin-can way, she heard him going in and out like speaker-wire not making its connection. Put her right pointer finger into the canal to protect her kittenish ear. She couldn’t believe he’d be doing this now, after all of that orange drain had eaten away the hammer, anvil and stirrup, just after her six month post hearing test, the seven hour mastoidectomy and the placing of a titanium hearing device. All removed in the first surgery, but one leg of her stapes so that there’d be something sound waves could bounce off from.

No sneezing, or sudden movements and certainly no loud headphones!

But the fresh from John Hopkins surgeon hadn’t mentioned douchebag boyfriends with voluminous rage and it was in that tin-tin slap of his shouted shards hitting metal, that she swerved her Mazda 626 at sixty to the side of the state highway, punched at the steering wheel, letting out the voice of her own inner banshee just before jumping out and running down along the tracks.

Her chest a stretched snare, her tears the watery glockenspiel peels of moments in time where sounds are muffled and a brain tears itself to a half sheet of untouched, white paper, to pull itself away from a thunderous, blind in lightning storm and the staining ink-spill just before, never-again!

The real day, away from sonic-boom was sixty-four-degree sun and the poplar trees round the tracks glowed, shadowed, almost silently scratched in a light breeze.

Photo Credit: Blake Cheek/Unsplash

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Prefacing here before I move on to do anything else: I know this possibly is connected to the @jayna #microfiction contest (the 250-word taskers) and it very much has the tempo of such. With that said, I won't budge on rules since yah comply with them and the what nots :p

The foto (photo): Yah know, yah are what yah eat, and the first thing we eat is what we see. Many would think picking out a foto (photo) is a cutesy thing or just a complimentary when it does have a big effect on whether it hooks in or makes people sick. And staring at this foto (photo), it really hooks me in, despite it being a contingent part (both in contingent events that doesn't feel necessitated and contingent as in part of; gotta love how English can work on ambiguities! Sorry, freaking out too much like a Witgenstenian beating up a Derridaen on linguistics). From the way we get to see the railway in the background which then leads to the bridge (over a river?) all trapped by a forest. Which then all points towards, contingently (necessity as its dialectical double), towards oure person of concern in the center of the pictura (picture). With her (I assume the pronoun) looking down, probably for the æsthetics of the river or just relaxing (or maybe shooting for a foto). But it definitely has a mojo and nice gelling when we get to the post proper.

Unto the post itself: Since not much stands in the way for formatting other than a decentered pictura, some usage of italics and paragraphs, not much to comment. So, unto the story of which we shall parse through the one less than two-fifty words here. Since the prompt was sound, I was glad to see everything related to sound being played of quite nicely here (especially when yah constantly relate back to the pictura and the female observer, which I just noticed how comfy those clothes look). Especially with the telling parts gelling well with the showing parts (especially with the italics coming out of nowhere and feeling like a memory bursting through the seems). And the story of why she has such sensititvity is just outright depressing (and reflective) of the society she has to course and navigate through. Though I caught that on early, I wonder if the others caught on to that little throwaway-non-throwaway commentary there? Eh, I will just throwaway that comment to be sure.

So congratulations on the @curie upvote, keep on fiction-crafting and happy steeming!

Wow, thank you for the in-depth comment and for taking the time to read, consider and understand my writing :)

Welcome for the comment! ~^^~
Thanks for sharing the story once again and keep on writing~

Hi @kimberylane,

Loved this story. Very happy to see it is getting the attention it deserves. You managed to convey more story in this micro fiction than many much longer stories do.

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Oh, thank you very much! Just reading this now and it looks like it's been thirteen hours, so I won't add a bio this time.
Many thanks, Kimberly

Wow, @kimberlylane. This story is so full of imagery and emotion. And yet it's a bit like a present. You need to unwrap it a bit to see what's inside. I will need to read it several times to pull it's full meaning from the words. Beautifully done!

Thank you, @jayna! I've been told my writing's reward re-read's :) I do feel honored when people take the time to read with care. Thank you, again.

I love the way the story sort of explodes into existence and forces the reader to ride the wave of its words.

Thank you so much!

You're welcome!

Oh my I just jumped through so many emotions I lost count! First the medical trauma over time, then I laughed at "But the fresh from John Hopkins surgeon hadn’t mentioned douchebag boyfriends with voluminous rage" then went all nutso with the banshee and watery glockenspiel cacophony. All the while trees were scratching quietly in the light wind. Excellent!

Aww, thanks :)

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