"To The Moon"
Kennedy made the decision to take us to the moon. The Electric Light Orchestra sang about a Ticket To The Moon. An iconic French produced hand-painted silent film was titled Voyage To The Moon. The Honeymooners' Ralph threatened "-to the moon, Alice". The Irish folk/rock band Capercaille titled an album To The Moon. There's music, movies, quotes, books, blogs, and an endless supply of media utilizing the phrase "to the moon".
The point of the exercise, however, is to produce something for the author to believe in. We are to cast off our self-doubt and just write. No apologies. No "this isn't good enough". No defeatist attitudes. We are to look at our work through the fresh supportive eyes of our most faithful companions. And we are to include, somewhere within our 500 word allotment, the phrase "to the moon".
I explored a few options, dug in deep with a few characters, but I kept coming back to this. I eavesdrop everywhere I go. I listen to patterns in speech, the words used by the old and the young, the vulgar and the wise. Sometimes, an entire world can be gleaned from one conversation. I decided then that this is what I would give you.
So, I offer the following in response: A Conversation Overheard
A sneeze. “We can send a man to the moon, but we can’t seem to cure the common cold.”
“Doesn’t mean we failed as a species. We eradicated small pox. That was considerably more deadly than the common cold ever was.”
“Oh, that’s right; you’re one of those glass-half-full types. Well, not me. I can see things how they are.”
“That right? Well how are things Peanut?”
“I hate it when you call me Peanut.”
“You hate it when your peas touch your mashed potatoes, too.”
“Shh, she’s coming back.”
“So she is. Are you going to ask her this time?”
Silence. “Check, please.”