A quick response to this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt, a quirky, multi-faceted, and wonderfully open collective of writers from all over the globe riffing their words to an image – a weekly task I am thankful for, and company I admire. So, from the midst of this holiday week in N. America, something:
And Yet
Mom is right. It is hard to deny that something points a clear direction, unambiguously, and difficult to argue. But for reasons I’m at pains to reveal or explain, I am uneasy. Seriously, I couldn’t ask for a more definite sign – but is clarity everything? I mean, what about signals from below? Like how I feel? Or that strange uninterpretable “intuitive” stuff? Something isn’t right. As if I were standing at an intersection without a crossroad, a highway with no exits, opened out before me, shining bright. And yet. I have misgivings, doubts. Troubling the obvious. Are all exceptions exhausted? Every option foreclosed? Pressure is on, expectations real – I’ll be a laughing idiot to choose otherwise. And yet. And yet. I have the feeling it will end in a horrible guffaw.
N Filbert 2012
Polysemic Stupor 
On an only marginally related note…after getting an iPad and the Apple store hpye, whenever I hear “intuitive”, I think of Apple’s idea of how simple it is to use their products…and how not true that is (at least in my case) unless you’ve used one before.
Hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving, as lovely as the job you did with this story.
The doubt is clear 🙂
Well written. Clarity is indeed not always everything
Great internal dialog and so good philosophical questions raised. Yes, we should all listen to those inner voices. Ron
An “intersection without a crossroad” is a very very good way to express the hesitation. Love the text.
thank you much!
i hate the word “guffaw.” and to be done in by one? ugh! well done.
“A highway without exits”…now there’s a bleak thought, but well said.
thanks rich 🙂
LOL, I didn’t trust the hand or the face, either! Great story.