Weight and Weightlessness #FridayFictioneers

“So, what, you screwed up your life and now you’re a mover?”
Jim glanced at the teenager lounging against the barren wall. “Nice thought, kid, but no. I chose this job.”
“Chose, huh?”
Jim wiped his forehead with a handkerchief. “See how empty your house is, now?”
The boy shrugged.
“So is your new one — until your things arrive. Then you settle.”
“So, what? I don’t get it.”
Jim laughed. “I work like a dog for three months, then I spend the rest of the year driving around in my camper.  I just never settled, you know?”


I have had my fair share of moving.  Just the sight of those boxes makes me anxious.  In any case, I hope the dusty soil of New Mexico (my home state) will let me take root for a while at last.  Anyway…Every Friday, writers from all around the world write 100 word (or thereabouts) flash fiction based on a photo posted that Wednesday on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.

I welcome constructive criticism; without it I cannot grow as a writer.  The weekly photo that inspired this story is below:



About glossarch

The word "glossarch" doesn't exist. At least, not yet. But let's pretend it does for a second. The first part is "gloss," a word that comes to us from Ancient Greek via Latin and English. It means "language." The second part also comes from Ancient Greek and can mean "having power over." So "glossarch" means simply "language controller." So what am I doing making up words? Well, I made up an entire language once. It's called Angosey. So I'm the Glossarch of Angosey. I'm currently a doctorate student in volcano seismology (a branch of geophysics). I enjoy writing fiction and poetry, launching balloons, programming, and hanging out with my lovely wife! Follow me on Twitter! Writing and language creation: @glossarch Balloons and science: @bovineaerospace
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17 Responses to Weight and Weightlessness #FridayFictioneers

  1. wmqcolby says:

    Gloss, that was funny. So true, too. I have been in the same place for ten years this week and I STILL haven’t unpacked some things. Maybe should the place catch fire or something …

  2. Dale says:

    Not a bad way to make a living, if he’s happy

  3. This is good. There are all kinds of different people out there, ones who like permanency and ones who like temporary and sometimes they exchange rolls. Not everyone wants to be a CEO. The teenager’s criticism comes from his world where everything is neatly ordered.
    For criticism? The “it” that settles is the house. Is that what you mean? Or should it be “you” because it’s the people who settle?
    “Settle” also takes on an additional meaning, which I think you intend. Like the people who are moving into the house are settling for that lifestyle, while he may move stuff for three months, but he’s never going to settle for settling?
    (Were these meanderings helpful to you?)

    • glossarch says:

      Originally I meant “the house” but after reading your comment I’ve changed the line to “Then you settle”. The house settling doesn’t make as much sense; in fact it even gives a sort of physical sensation that I’m not going for. Thanks for the catch!

      Yes, I was trying to play on the different meanings of “settle” — particularly those that tend to be negative.

  4. granonine says:

    The beauty of this piece is that it points up the fact that we have the freedom to move or not to move, our choice. Not sure you had that in mind, Gloss, but that’s what it said to me.

  5. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    Nicely done. I could picture the insolent teen and grizzle mover. I wonder who is happier.

  6. A true nomad.
    However, I’ve seen some job applications with resumes that look like his must — half a dozen jobs in the past few years — and have never recommended hiring that person.

  7. Indira says:

    Nice story. Different take, liked it.

  8. gahlearner says:

    Two completely different ways to live your life, nicely described. I wonder if he still prefers that life when he gets older.

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