Exercise #211 - One Eye

Your character has lost an eye. This creates all sorts of unexpected challenges for him or her. What are they? Be specific. Sketch out a couple of mini-scenes.

1, 2, 3, GO!


"I can't make left turns," she said quietly.

"What do you mean?" He looked at her quizzically, as if she had just spoken Klingon.

 "I can't make left turns," she repeated. "I have no vision in my left eye."

"And you're driving??" He immediately grabbed the 'Oh Shit Handle' to his upper right and braced for an impact that wasn't coming.

 "I'm entirely capable of driving, ok?" she said, feeling a bit offended. "I just don't feel comfortable making left hand turns unless I absolutely have to, especially when I have someone else in the car with me."

"Are we almost there?" His hand still gripped the handle, his knuckles white with fear.

"Yes, another 10 minutes or so." Every time. Sometimes she was tempted to actually try to get into a wreck, just to prove a point.


After once again pouring too much water into his glass, Kevin threw it against the wall out of frustration. It shattered into hundreds of small pieces.

"Clearly, I am not made for this."

Sylvia placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's only been 3 months. Give yourself a break. You had both eyes for 32 years, you know? It's going to take some time."

"Screw that," he huffed. "I don't have the time."

"Again with the 'I'm going to die early' talk?" Sylvia sighed. "Yes, you have a disease. Yes, it made you lose your sight in one of your eyes, and yes, it will eventually kill you. But you're not dead yet, and if you take care of yourself, you'll be able to fight this for a long time. So stop being all 'poor, pitiful me,' and get up and do something, you sad sack."

After a moment of silence, Kevin stood up. "Where are the paper towels?"


"Hey!" Emily said, tapping her friend Carla on the right shoulder.

"Oh, God," Carla's hand flew to her chest. "You scare the bejeezus out of me. I didn't see you."

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I forgot." Emily smiled, and Carla laughed.

"No worries," she said. "It sucks having no vision in my right eye as well as a quick startle reflex."

"You'd think you'd get desensitized to it."

"Nope. Every time."


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