Friday Fictioneers – June 8, 2012

caveat: thrown together quickly! (Friday Fictioneers prompt –

Against the Day

                   And what was there to do?

                   High school now behind us, Frank’s dad dead, and no promise of college, work, or love; we were lost, angry, confused.

                   We’d all of us read Pynchon, we knew very well what to expect, and it wasn’t good.

                    And lots of it.

                  So much burned inside us.

                   At the city’s River Festival we spotted the blimp.

                   And somehow we knew.

                   We just knew.

                   Now, it begins.

N Filbert 2012


37 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – June 8, 2012

  1. Not sure what’s going on here, but it sounds like they’re up to no good. Nice one. And I couldn’t agree with Umberto more.

  2. I know what’s going on! The Chums of Chance Against the Day. Here’s Pynchon’s own blurb for the book:
    “With a worldwide disaster looming just a few years ahead, it is a time of unrestrained corporate greed, false religiosity, moronic fecklessness, and evil intent in high places. No reference to the present day is intended or should be inferred.”
    I tried to write my story using Against The Day but it didn’t work. Well done!

  3. you can barely imagine the pleasure it gives me to have someone share the “knowing!” You are the only one…
    thank you! yea it kinda jumps out at you when you see a flying machine 🙂
    heading to read yours – glad to make contact!

  4. Now I wish I’d read more Pynchon myself — I love that feeling of recognizing a literary reference. Alas! Great pacing though, and fragmentation, and use of the space down the “page” to give it a sense of speed. Well done!

    Brian (Thanks for your comment on mine — I tracked you down! Here’s the link for your readers:

  5. Madison Woods

    Sounds like an opening to what could become a great adventure novel. I liked this. Not that I condone stealing blimps or anything…but that’s what my characters did too, haha.

"A word is a bridge thrown between myself and an other - a territory shared by both" - M. Bakhtin

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