Adrift in the Sea of Life (fiction) is an expansion of my Friday Fictioneer Challenge story, Oscar Nomination (100 words).
Adrift in the Sea of Life
Interviewer: “Congratulations on your Oscar nomination. Tell us about the inspiration for your movie, Adrift in the Sea of Life.”
Tina: “You are going to love this. I came home from the store one day and wanted help carrying in the groceries so I went upstairs to look for my son. I found him in his room, wearing an old diving helmet. Where he got that, I’ll never know. Anyway, he was moving slowly around his room, as his vision was limited by the helmet and besides, it was heavy. It also blocked his peripheral vision and muffled sounds. He didn’t know I was there. I stood in the doorway a moment, transfixed by what I saw and I thought, What a reflection of life, this set of limitations. We think we are cognizant of our surroundings, of events around us, but really, we aren’t. We have tunnel vision and most of it is self-imposed, as if we go through life wearing a diving helmet.
I felt sorry for my son, I felt sorry for the human race in that moment. And I saw – yes, I saw – in just a few moments how to explain this . . . this human effort as if we were swimming in a vast body of water where every movement was weighted down by the water, which is also the foundation of life. I saw hope, the sun’s light at the surface, the beautiful coral reef, the shells that washed up to the shore after sheltering life within.
I was so excited, I needed to start writing right away. I went over to my son and tapped him on the shoulder. [Tina laughs here.] He whips around – wobbles, really – as fast as the helmet would let him anyway, and his eyes are as big as saucers. [Tina laughs harder.] He stumbled backwards and fell down. I had scared him! [Tina laughs and laughs until she starts crying.] Life full of surprises, don’t you think?
[Tina giggles and snorts, then laughs because she snorted during the interview.]
Interviewer: [Ahem] So, Tina, thank you for that insight as to where you got your idea. Just one last question: Did your son help you bring in the groceries?
[Tina is laughing so hard remembering how much she scared her son, she can’t talk anymore.]