That Queer Feeling…

The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge was first held in 2010. The challenge is that we have to post every day of April, except on the four Sundays. April 1st is a theme with letter A, 2nd with letter B and so on till April 30th which will be Z themed. This year, I’m planning to do short pieces of fiction (not a series), or a poem based on a word with that letter.


Quentin had a queer feeling that he was being watched. He couldn’t explain it, but he’d had that feeling before.

Even the wind was voiceless that night. No shadows came on the tightly drawn curtains that covered the closed windows.

“Who’s… who’s there?” he called into the silence around him.

He anxiously looked around as he stirred his coffee in the ceramic mug.

“Am I being queer again?” he wondered.

But then he saw, and with an almighty heave, he threw the mug, shattering the newly replaced mirror.

He sighed.

His spectrophobia had resurfaced even after many months of therapy.


To write 26 days in a month on a theme, a moral support is quite useful I feel. This year, I’m taking the challenge along with my friend Bhavya. We’re writing on the same themes each day, and giving each other the themes on alternate days. Day 17, the word chosen by Bhavya was QUEER, around which this story was written.


Spectrophobia is a specific kind of phobia that involves a morbid fear of mirrors. This fear could be the result of a trauma involving mirrors. It could also be the result of the person’s superstitious fear of being watched through the mirror. As with most phobias, this can be cured through treatment, medication or even relaxation techniques. (via Wikipedia).


(19th April 2014)

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Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

18 thoughts on “That Queer Feeling…

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    • I know. It’d be sad if you don’t like seeing your reflection itself, Jb. But the cause of that fear is trauma, which would have been painful to go through too. Glad you liked the story, thanks!

  1. The story is humour, at the same time , pain, Leo !! Living with these phobias isn’t an easy job at all. You’ve painted a lively picture with your words !!

    • No. Fear is never humorous, Sree! Didn’t mean it to end up funny! Living with such a phobia is terrifying, even to think!

    • It is, but I feel this is even more difficult. Not only is the fear of mirrors, but a deeper fear of whatever it is that caused the fear of mirrors, Poosri!

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