Intergalactic – Friday Fictioneers – 07/26/13

It’s great to be back with the Friday Fictioneers after a brief hiatus. I look forward to reading as many stories as I can. Thank you, Doug, for the gorgeous photo for inspiration and to Rochelle for her generous time.

I’m not sure what this is. I hope you enjoy it.

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Copyright –Β Douglas M. MacIlroy

Intergalactic (100 words)

When my mother tells me, as she often does, “Timmy, you got your head in the clouds,” I always thought it a compliment. What better way to pass the time than in billowy, floating cream puffs? When I am older I will fly amongst their glittery, vaporous masses with the seagulls, airplanes, and satellites.

“Drink your juice,” she taps my glass.

When she says, “I’m beside myself with excitement, literally,” I want to laugh. Who talks like this? My mother makes no sense.

Moments before launching into intergalactic space, I understand, my earth self gazing up at me, wishing me well.

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53 thoughts on “Intergalactic – Friday Fictioneers – 07/26/13

  1. A lovely puff piece. πŸ™‚ I like your play on having your head in the clouds and being beside yourself.

    One small thing: ” I will fly amongst its glittery” should be “amongst their” as you’re talking about more than one cloud.

    janet

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  2. What a great story! I definitely relate to this one – I thought growing up would keep me a bit more grounded, but I think it’s having the opposite effect on me. Perhaps I’ll see Timmy up there πŸ˜‰

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  3. Hi Amy,
    Einstein theorized that it’s possible for one thing to be in two places at the same time. I liked the childhood sequence, and the way he kept his dream alive and carried the same attitude as an adult. I know what this is. It’s an excellent story. Ron

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  4. Nothing wrong with having your head in the clouds. It must be nice to be beside yourself. Sometimes I have a hard time just being in the same room with me. πŸ™‚

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  5. Fun little story. My mom used to confound me with her phrases as well. I had to laugh. I look forward to the next one.
    ~Chris

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  6. Timmy’s mom seemed to operate by the book . . . like she thrived off structure and order. I noticed this character trait when she tapped on the glass filled with orange juice. Fortunately, her rigidity didn’t snuff out her son’s dreams.

    Nice piece, Amy!

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  7. Really enjoy the flow of this piece Amy. The tapping of the glass, the child’s perception of his mother… really captures a child’s ethereal thoughts, and the magic world so many of us inhabit when we let our thoughts fly. Nice work!

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  8. Glad to see you back in the Fictioneers, Amy. I’m just catching up on the backlog of posts, so I’m a bit late reading this one. This is a great story. I think having your head in the clouds is a pretty good compliment. πŸ™‚

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