A Place in the Sky

A Place in the Sky

As I was sitting on the bench, I checked my watch.  I had about thirty minutes, and my bus would pull up, then.  An old man with a newspaper walked up beside me and sat down on the bench.  “Where are you headed?” I asked; why would he care if I spoke?  He was about to talk anyway.  “My friends call me Mr. Herund,” said the man holding out his hand.  At the age of ten, I figured I could give the old man a firm handshake.

I shook the man’s hand with a nice grip and said, “My name is Mike, and I am on my way to Kentucky.”  “Me, too,” said Mr. Herund, grimly.  “You sound somewhat sad,” I said, “Why?”  “Well,” said Mr. Herund, “I am going to visit my deceased mother.”  “Oh,” I said, thinking, “My aunt’s place is going to be at least funner than that.”  I decided to try to bring joy to Mr. Herund.

“Where could you go, if you could go anywhere, and what would it look like?” I asked Mr. Herund.  “That is a dangerous question to ask me,” said Mr. Herund.  “Why?” I asked, and he said, “I am an avid reader and private independent editor and book critic.  I can blow a living man’s mind like a blond on 4th st, and I just finished reading Austin Tappan Wright’s “Islandia”.  The book contained a fictional continent in our real world named Karain.  “Wow,” I asked, “What is ‘Karain’ like?”

“Well,” said Mr. Herund, “I could tell you all about it, that I would visit it if I found it to be ‘accommodable’, however it would not be as fun as asking you what you think your dream continent would look like.”  “Mine?” I asked.  “I think mine would be a whole lot like Australia, with a tropical jungle and shaped like South America.  I would live high up in huge trees with tree-house communities and large hammocks for summertime napping.  The birds would be vivid in color, the trees bulging with the water of life, and its rivers full of meaty fish.  I would hunt game and fish; I would write with the inks of plants for the enjoyment of others.”

“You have a pretty nice place to go to, alter-ed world wise,” said the old man, “Have you ever considered writing a book to describe a story there?”  “I have now, Mr. Herund,” I said, and the bus pulled up right in front of us, coming to a noisy halt.  We both boarded the bus and exchanged addresses – he was sure to make for an intelligibly enjoyable pen pal.

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2 thoughts on “A Place in the Sky

  1. It’s a good story except that your protagonist is 10 years old? I don’t buy him going to Kentucky on a bus alone. I definitely don’t see him understanding any of the references Mr. H. spit out. My son at 10 thought girls were gross, Harry Potter ruled, and he had 2 tortoises and a pet dog and cat. Trying to get him to bathe was a miracle.

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    • Thank you for reading my post. Any character seems more real when they fit their age; please, pardon the maturity. His mother could have sent him to his aunt; the reference is to a real book I have not read. Mr. H. read it; the boy would not have been expected to know of it without coincidence. I sometimes use youngsters as characters, because they can be brilliant. This was a quick post; I have put more thought into other stories. Here is one you may enjoy; you will have similar criticism with it:

      story i wrote for little reason

      Here are links to my sample book:

      paper-back

      e-book for kindle owners

      To write and develop engaging stories for audiences who enjoy sophisticated characters and exciting plots, check out writers digest

      No one alive could ever read all of their books, however I think they are useful.

      If you write well and are in search of a market, check out their writersmarket.com site.

      I will visit your blog; I am sorry if my daily posts are less developed than stories like “The Train”, in my book, “A Collection of Tales”. Most of the stories in it can be expanded into novels. The two novels I am working on starting in July will be better developed. One is intended to be an “easy read”. Thank you for your feedback – not too many people know about me as an author, so far.

      🙂

      I am happy to hear that your son reads. 🙂

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