FLASH FICTION:-- HORROR, SCI-FI, HUMOUR, CRIME, SLICE OF LIFE, ETC.
Friday, 5 October 2012
A problem solved
I stared long and hard at the wretch before me.
The watery, bloodshot eyes stared back.
I took in the scarlet cheeks, the purple-veined nose and the drawn expression. The look of depression, depravation, addiction and despair.
A face that said it had given up, accepted its lot, and in its alcohol-addled logic had stupidly decided that its state of health and state of affairs weren't too bad.
“You really need to give up drinking.” I said.
We both nodded together at the wisdom of these words.
“You're a wreck, and I'm sick of telling you that you need to do something about it.”
Again we nodded in unison, there was such an undeniable truth here.
“Make this the last time we have this conversation, and tomorrow DO something about it!”
Again the nod.
I turned away from my reflection and staggered to the chair, sat down heavily.
I picked up the glass of JD, raised it in the air. “ Here's to tomorrow, the day I'm gonna DO something about this state of affairs.”
I brought the glass to my lips and took a heavy slug. Felt the liquid burn its way down.
Yeah, tomorrow I would do something about it alright, the first thing in the afternoon when I wake up I'm gonna throw that goddam mirror in the bin.
©2012 Stephen. J. Green.
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How many times have we scolded ourselves in the mirror. This guy looks quite nasty poor thing :)
ReplyDeleteHi Brinda. Yeah, I think he should keep the mirror and throw the bottle into the bin. :-)
DeleteI like the title and the way its applied in the story.
ReplyDeleteThanks Peter, in my own opinion this is definitely not one of my better pieces, but the idea amused me, and so I posted it.
DeleteThis is me with snacks.
ReplyDeleteHeheh! Chuck your mirror away John, and carry on snacking guiltlessly.
DeleteInteresting. In this case, the narrator is finally seeing reality in the mirror. I contrast that with someone who has, say, anorexia, who look in the mirror and sees "fat" while starving to death. Perception is a strange thing.
ReplyDeleteHiya Li, he may be seeing reality, but he's certainly not dealing with it, so much easier to chuck the object that is bringing home the truth (the mirror), than to actually accept he has a problem and tackle it.
DeleteAlthough I did write this as a piece of humour, I do sympathise with the people who do suffer from anorexia and such, who look in the mirror and see "fat" while starving to death, one of the greatest hurdles for them is even realizing that something is wrong with them.
Ain't that day always tomorrow?
ReplyDeleteYou've written a sad truth Steve, it is rather easy to throw away the truth and keep the lie in. I wonder would the narrator ever gain the strenght to put away that JD bottle.
You're definitely right there Cindy, there's no time like tomorrow for giving up a vice, it's always a day away innit? :-)
DeleteNice turn around at the end - I thought the narrator was addressing someone else, not him/herself.
ReplyDeleteThanks Icy, them mirrors can really get in your face sometimes though, can't they? :-)
DeleteWow Steve, this is terrific, especially that last line. A sad story but humorous too, not easy to do, but you make it seem effortless.
ReplyDeleteHi Deanna, and thank you. It's that twisty little muse of mine that's responsible. :-)
DeleteI liked this. It's so true. I've seen and heard very similar things from people around me… always "tomorrow." Tomorrow I'm going to take care of this problem. Now pass the JD!
ReplyDeleteThanks Larry, and cheers!!! :-)
DeleteJD is a good choice. And yes I have given myself many pep talks in the mirror too, but like our poor friend here I hardly ever listen!
ReplyDeleteAt least you won't get into trouble for ignoring yourself Craig.
DeleteI've never drank JD, my tipple is usually beer, or Barcardi and coke, but I used the brand JD in the story as almost everyone recognizes the name.
The guy in my mirror almost never takes my advice.
ReplyDeleteI know just how you feel Tim, I find it hard to get any sense from him at all sometimes, especially after a few drinks. :-)
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