by Cami Park
There are rooms with windows and rooms without, and naturally, the windowless ones are the worst. Windowers, as the occupants of these rooms are called, compensate with paper and markers, taping their representations to a blank wall. The most desperate draw curtains, and sometimes a small potted flower on a sill. In this way, they are able to endure, approaching their tasks in a makeshift, crablike fashion.
Until it's time to throw something, most often, a clock. The expectation of shattering glass, the horror of harming a pedestrian, is replaced by cracked plastic, a single battery rolling across hard carpet. Or, in the worst cases, a crumpled wad of paper with a numbered face and flapping bits of tape ricocheting off an obdurate pane. We find these windowers on the floor, indian-style, weather in their eyes.
I like the attention to detail in such a small space: "The most desperate draw curtains, and sometimes a small potted flower on a sill." The closing breath is great: "weather in their eyes". Opens the piece into another place. I like that. Enjoyed reading this, Cami.
I have been a Windower. I used a computer though to provide access to the outside world. I had a bookmarked a Web cam of the main square at my college campus. From there I could see the sky, and if it was raining.
Excellent, Matt. Thanks, both of you.
as usual, you deliver so much goodness, cami. i was a windower for years. now i have a window but keep the blinds drawn when i need to concentrate, which is most days. plus i face an ugly bldg with all sorts of people constantly staring out of their windows or picking their noses, etc.
Thanks, David.
Very much liked "weather in their eyes." I like how you like to use so many words--which could become problematic--but instead becomes something just right."In this way they are able to endure." Write on.A nice, compact beautiful piece that proudly stands all on its own.
Thank you, D.P.
Nice.
Thanks, John. :)
Great one. How did this enter your head?
Thanks, Gary! Just another pick from the old story tree.
Hellfire this is really, really good. I must have missed it in PANK somehow. I'm absolutely with D.P. – the "weather in their eyes" is about the best four-word combination of alphabet use I've read in, well damn I don't really know how long. Scorching good.
Sweet, Sheldon, thanks a lot.
I love this. Especially "crablike fashion" and the assured/assumed way that it will become time to throw something.
Thanks, Adam!
Love the idea, love the execution. And yes: "weather in their eyes" is an amazing line.
Thanks, Andrew.
Cami, this is great. Be sure to check out www.bigtoereview.com when submissions open in january.
Thanks, I will, Joshua!
this is so cool Cami Park...love your perfect word choices here
Thanks, Kathy Fish!
A rich, evocative short. I agree with Kathy, wonderful word choice.
Thanks, Marcelle!
Fantastic, Cami! I wear blinders when it comes time to leaving comments when others have already left their mark. So forgive me if I'm repetitious.
This piece is amazing! It's nice, tight, and rich with imagery. Each word is perfectly chosen, which of course is the point of flash fiction and why it's so difficult for most writers.
I think my favorite line in here is "In this way, they are able to endure, approaching their tasks in a makeshift, crablike fashion." Crablike indeed! Nice simile.
Thanks so much, Kathie! I comment the same way, without looking. :)
Neat story; I like the denomination, and your sentence-by-sentence process.
Thanks, David.
very cool story, and particularly the ending: "weather in their eyes." absolutley love that-- it's scary and universal. i found this piece deep and sad.
Thank you, Susan!
That first paragraph is killer and drew me in so quickly. Fantastic.