Maybe if They Were Placemats

[Bill Floyd]

We watched from our picnic blanket, wonderstruck and bemused, as three rugs came spiraling down out of the noontime sky, curling to earth in billows of ruby and damask rose and the most regal of royal blues, gilded tassels flawlessly knotted. 

 

The djinni floated down beside us a few minutes later, his own conveyance a gold bolt of velvet still trailing sparkling dust.  "I lost my novices in the smog over Burbank," he explained, stroking his braided beard.  "That's the thing about flying: Once you get high enough for it to be seriously fun, a fall can be rather dear."

 

He saw me fingering the fabric on one of the carpets as he wound the others up into his sleeve, and mentioned that he was looking for new trainees.  You know I like my fun steep, so you held fast to my arm, the clouds above like spills from an hourglass of the finest sands.   

 

[Kristine_ES]

bill, what a great ride you gave us! i especially liked the descriptions (colors) of the rugs.

hey... did your companion get rolled up into his sleeve, too?  yikes.

[Brittany]

This piece reminds me of a series that my son has read and loved. It is a five part one that begins with The Sea Djinn. The author resides in Dubai and was actually kidnapped along with her husband by the Iranian Army for two weeks while they were at sea. She was inspired after that, and with some coaxing from her kids, created a great series. This has wonderful potential, Bill. I too hope you expand on it.

[bolton carley]

great imagination.  i am always impressed with your vast array of topic choices.  you're always unpredictable which is to be commended when it comes to carpets and trainees. :)

[Michael Brown]

I want to sign up, too.

[Cita]

Love love love love this.  I wish you'd write a MAGICAL book. 

[Teresa]

Falling and flying can feel so similar.  Faved.

[Gita]

Melding humor with lyrical prose is hard to do, but you did it perfectly.

[Jeanette Cheezum]

The stoyr is good but, the last paragraph was great.

[Angela]

What a fine escape.  "You know I like my fun steep" is a phrase I wish I had written.  The entire 6th is perfect, and the whole piece is joyfully visual.  The details of the braided beard and sparkling dust were good, indeed.  I am afraid of heights, but this let me fly a bit.

[Toby Tucker Hecht]

I am ready to sign up.  Where's the djin?