FF- Flash Fiction
Ronald Lumley settled back in his seat, gave a sigh of contentment, and gazed through the round portal.
"Nothing more beautiful!" thought Ron. High above everything else, the delicious white fluffy shapes billowed magnificently like mountains, sumptuously as a fleece yet softly and gently like puffs of smoke.
"Oh, miss?" he said to the uniformed woman walking down the aisle. "When will we arrive?"
"Almost any second, sir," she replied and continued down the aisle to the office of Dr. Kropotkin.
"So sad, Doctor! Every time he opens a new bottle and gazes at the cotton, the same delusion!"
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I've looked at this story from both sides now and am on Cloud 9 that at 108 words it did not billow too far beyond the 100 word goal for me this week at the Friday Fictioneers.
If you want to twist open the cap, pull out the cotton, and grab a handful of the offerings of the other Fictioneers, click here and I promise they'll have you soaring too!
Either in the sky or otherwise, your preference.
32 comments:
Haha great story..now I've got Judy Collins stuck in my head...
haha... hilarious :)
Great story...but why doesn't medicine ever have those pleasant side effects for me? I must be doing it wrong.
I think I need a bottle of what he's on. Nice one.
I'm with Sandra,I need what he has it sounds like a fun ride!
that's a lot of cotton balls there Perry
great story
Hi Perry,
This is such a clever piece of writing with so much misdirection ingeniously thrown in. Once I realized how thoroughly I had been tricked, I went back over it word by word, savoring each deceptive detail. I think you have a future as a snake oil salesman, or maybe as a politician. This is really a good one. Ron
Dear Perry,
Do you have an address or phone number for Dr. Kropotkin? I'd like to make an appointment as soon as possible.
Good chit!
Too funny! Love the twist at the end. And I don't mean the cap!
Dear Perry,
I think this is one of your best. You're forgiven 8 extra words. If you hadn't fessed up to it no one would ever have known. Nice one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
If you're going to have delusions, this sounds like a very nice to have!
Well, that's lots better than ABBA!
But this was a deeply serious story about drug addiction!
Here, I'll show you ...
Problem is, even my characters won't share with me!
Yeah, but I'd rather take the plane ride to Hawaii. Unless he thinks he's going to Detroit!
Thanks, Leslie. Do you save them too?
Well, I certainly dig internet pornography enough to be a politician! Thanks, Ron.
Yes, but which Dr. Kropotkin? For some reason I use that name for every doctor I ever refer to in this blog. Do you want the Professor of Faux Anthropology? I've got the psychiatrist all tied up.
Thanks. Hate to be a dumb Baby Boomer, but ... what's a chit?
I like that line! Even though I need a stand-in to get the bottles open.
I am nothing if not honest. Actually I'm not usually that either! Thanks, Rochelle.
Yeah, but it kind of depends where the plane is going. Someplace in Antarctica, maybe not so much.
For the record, there's nothing really too terribly wrong with ABBA... =)
Life's illusions. Very good take on this prompt. Is Judy Collins still around?
Yes, she's alive but somewhat faded, sad to say. Sounds like she's had a difficult life. Miss the days when she and a few others were truly transcendent.
Sorry, that doesn't compute. ERROR MESSAGE! ERROR MESSAGE!
That's okay, we can still be friends, we just won't ever discuss them.
Cute story of addiction if an addiction story could be ever be cute
I don't know if the story is cute, but I am! Sort of. Kind of. Formerly.
Perry, I love your description of the clouds. A place I'd like to go to...too bad it isn't real!
Thanks. Too bad it isn't more popular!
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