Here is this weeks photo prompt from Madison Woods.
All that was before Kaya was white. His eyes forced closed by the sun’s reflection made him go deeper into his mind. On the back wall of his thoughts childhood memories flicker like old film. He thought of summers and winters past, the warmth of the sun on his skin and the blinding light. There in the alleyway far from home the early morning vacation cocktails pressed hard against his tight waistband. Kaya leaned against the wall with one hand, pulled it out with the other and wrote his name on the white wall because he couldn’t find any snow.
38 thoughts on “The Ugly Eskimo”
The original graffiti, reposted, if you will, on a new canvas. A very “creative” take on the prompt.
Thank you Doug. I was just having a little fun with an ugly American on vacation.
I liked this: ” His eyes forced closed by the sun’s reflection made him go deeper into his mind. On the back wall of his thoughts childhood memories flicker like old film.” I hope he finds himself again.
Kaya was just missing his home is all. An Eskimo on vacation..that happens right?
a vivid description of the past and a deep narrative as a whole. I enjoyed the tone of your voice. Well done on this.
Thank you Charles.
Interesting piece made me feel for Kaya despite uncertainty as to his motives and actions. He’d gladly go back to winters and summers past if he could, as we all wish we could.
As for me, though, I’m not sticking around where he is!
Kaya means “stay” and “do not go back”. Kaya the ugly American had enough of his vacation and longed for the snow. One motive was a full bladder…
“Kaya leaned against the wall with one hand, pulled it out with the other and wrote his name on the white wall because he couldn’t find any snow.” Must admit I didn’t get this until I read your comment to Perry Block. Kaya seems to be the epitome of a “fish out of water”.
I did not want to be too vulgar so instead of saying what “it” was I figured people would get it on their own. It’s not that I have anything against being vulgar or using words that offend people, it’s that “this a group thing” and I was attempting to be a little respectful…A fish out of water he is…Thanks for coming by and commenting. I hope to get to the other blogs later on tonight, including yours.
And I apologize for breezing through your story the first time I read it. Trying to fit a little fun reading into a too-busy day doesn’t make for good comprehension–or worthwhile comments. You’ve got a good story here with an all-too-common ending to a partied-out, hungover tourist’s tale.
No probs….enjoyed your piece. And if the truth be told, for me the hardest part is commenting. I feel like all I ever say is “Nice” “Liked It” “Good job”….So thanks for coming by and commenting twice. I swear I wish more people would say how they truly feel.
Oh. I got it. Speechless and …flushed…interesting take, creative to say the least, resourceful…nah that’s not the word I’m groping for.
Rochelle, I get the feeling you are an easy person to make blush….No groping here until you find the word you were looking for….
So that explains the smell. But was it in his handwriting? A very organ-ic story! Ron
You smelled that as well. I thought it was just me. Well it was with his other hand but I am sure more than one Eskimo has had a girlfriend who wanted to write her name in the snow. Wink Wink You know what I mean?
enjoyed it, it sounded to me a bit like the cost of climate change. Liked the imagery.
I liked the ‘back wall of this thoughts’. Nice image. The final one not so nice, but just as effective. 🙂
Poor Kaya. What happened to his homeland? Global Warming?
He was on Vacation. Thanks for stopping by.
Interesting take on the prompt.http://readinpleasure.wordpress.com/2012/10/12/fridayfictioneers-i-want-out/
“…childhood memories flicker like old film.” Beautiful and sad and evocative. So well done.
Thank you Kathy. Thanks for stopping by and for the kind words.
Whoa. A unique little story that shows your creativity. Nicely done.
Thank you KD. You gave me a good laugh with yours…Thanks for stopping by…
I’m a little confused. Probably because this is such a deep story. Maybe it’s just beyond me. But I do love the imagery.
I don’t know how deep it is…it’s about an “ugly American” on vacation taking a piss in an alleyway. Perhaps I was to subtle about his rude act. Glad you enjoyed the imagery. Thanks for commenting.
Unexpected ending, but not your typical twist, which I really liked. I also liked the way you described the transition to his thoughts, which ended with a sad contrast feeling between his childhood and the present. Nice job!
You know Brian to me if a twist is typical it seems like no twist at all. I may have gone too far back in his mind…I think I confused a few people. I am glad you understood his thinking and the contrast between what was before him and what was behind him. Great imagery in yours this week. Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
I’m sorry it must be me. But even after two readings I had no idea what he was doing. I’m glad I read through the comments and finally got it. I’m usually not so naive. But I did enjoy your imagery and look forward to reading more of yours in the future. I am 54 this week at http://photovignettes.wordpress.com/2012/10/12/1459. Hope that works!
Thanks for reading it twice Paul. I could have made the part about his full bladder easier to understand…it may not be your naivety it could be my writing…
ha! i had no idea it was going there. well done.
Thank you rich I am glad you had no idea where it was going but still understood where it ended up… I confused a few people this week…Nice to know I didn’t confuse everyone.