Ricochet – Friday Fictioneers October 10, 2013freyathewriter Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again! Copyright – Sandra Crook – Ricochet – “Hello!” …..Hello! Hello! “Can you hear me?” …..Hear me? Hear me? “Come on, Sal, we haven’t got time to play echoes now.” “I’m not playing.” “Well, what are you doing, then? You did this when we visited that other amphitheatre last year – it was so embarrassing!” “That was different. I was just wondering –“ “What?” “I was just wondering – if Hitler had practiced his Nuremberg rally speeches somewhere like this and his words came back to him, do you think he might have listened to himself? Even changed his mind?” “I wish I could say yes, but…” “No. Me either.” —- Click on the blue froggy below to read others’ offerings! Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
24 thoughts on “Ricochet – Friday Fictioneers”
Well done Freya I like the historical context.
Thank you! My comment on your post yesterday got me thinking….. So thank you for the inadvertent inspiration!
Glad I could help.
Pause for thought there. Well done.
Thank you, Sandra.
I was so desperately trying to work “echoes” into my piece, but couldn’t come up with anything at the time. This reminds me a bit of a comedy sketch where someone is playing with echoes and gets different words coming back at them.
Oh, now that would be fun! If not a little scary. Not as scary as AH though…..
An interesting idea but I think they’re right; he wouldn’t have changed. Not only that, he probably would have been puffed up by how great he thought he sounded and broken his arm patting himself on the back…provided that stiff arm could bend that much.
Indeed – he probably did like the sound of his own voice!
I was a little disappointed in the serious tone this one took. It was much more fun when we were just playing echoes.
I have no control over my muse. She is capricious, wayward and steals my laptop when I’m not looking…. Looking…. Looking
This story touches me to the depths of my being. Hitler was an unleashed, evil force who enjoyed the sound of his own voice. Your characters’ conversation is spot on. I love the echo. This is possibly your best ever.
Thank you so much, Rochelle. As part of a Europe-wide trip a few years ago, I went to various unsettling and distressing places (understatement), but the most unsettling of all were the rally grounds at Nuremberg. I felt like I needed to wash myself clean afterwards. So many people of all creeds and persuasions – lost.
I love where you took this story. You took us someplace unlooked for and asked and answered a very good question. Well done.
Thank you so much, Doug.
Oooh, nicely done! A good thinking piece.
Thank you 🙂
If only…! Nicely done.
Indeed! Thank you!
An interesting concept–but he probably would have liked the sound of his voice.
Which is the conclusion my narrators came to… sadly.