FF – Born Under A Wandering Star

Thanks to Russel Gayer, long-term Fictioneer and great humorist, for the photo.

Born Under A Wandering Star

I was born under a wandering star, but roots grow deep without meaning to. I stopped when my truck died on the highway, thought I’d work a few weeks to pay for a fix. Then I met Gloria.

Two guys together don’t roll into a new town round here unless they want to be rolled right back out, so we stayed. He’s been Gloria for years, so they’d all gotten over it before I arrived.

Truck’s all grown up with ivy now – kids climb in and dream of traveling the world. Been there, done that. Turns out it’s right here.

If you’re in the mood for a musical interlude, check out one or more of the links below, which came to mind as I wrote this story.


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37 responses to “FF – Born Under A Wandering Star

  1. I like it that Gloria is not who we think she is. Perhaps few of us are

  2. Lovely reminiscents. Well done.

  3. Thoughtful and deep in just a few words. Nicely done.

  4. Loved the voice in this, Jen. And the sentiments.

    • I’m thrilled you liked the voice. I played around with accenting the words, but it felt forced, as heavily accented language so often does when it’s written down, so I pulled back. I’m glad it still felt different.

  5. A lovely piece and some well-chosen musical accompaniments. Nice one.

    Here’s mine!

  6. Wonderfully done, Jen! A beautiful quiet love story.

    As soon as I read the title, the song started playing in my head and memories of my dad singing it, too. Bittersweet. (And now I have to look for that movie to rewatch it.) And I happen to be a fan of country music, so I had to listen to the other two, as well. Thanks for the morning music.

    • I don’t think I’ve ever seen the movie, but I feel like I’d enjoy it. I love a lot of country music – my babies were rocked to Kenny Chesney and Dean Brody respectively; I really hope I can take them to concerts one day.

  7. Thanks for mentioning my humor along with the photo, Jen. You’re too kind.
    I got a little confused in the second paragraph where they got “over it before I arrived.” I thought he was there all along.
    Loved the closing line. Our world is indeed where we are.

    • That paragraph suffered a bit from the cutting process ithink. Gloria’s insistence on the name (and presumably other aspects of his behaviour) had meant his own small town’s people got over their homophobia and welcomed the narrator when he arrived and set up home with Gloria. His concern is that other people might not be as welcoming if he and Gloria move on.

  8. A beautiful story and a great message.

  9. Dear Jen,

    It took me a couple of reads to get Gloria. No worries. It was worth it. Enjoyed it and the music. Thank you.



    • Thank you for persevering. I think that Gloria paragraph would have benefited from even a handful more words, but rules is rules 😉 I’m glad you enjoyed it anyway!

  10. Love that song. Fab story thank you. It also brought to mind Priscilla, Queen of the Desert – one of my go-to feel-good films. I’ll pop that on over the weekend I think.

  11. what a great story to tell. truly enjoyed it cheers!

  12. Great story. Love your voice.

  13. The story telling in this is brilliant, so tight with every word counting. I really enjoyed this.

  14. I enjoyed the story, the characters, and the music. Well done.

  15. Nice one, I really liked the last line and the sentiments that go with it.

  16. Fabulous ! I really enjoyed the way you set the mood and tone in this one!

  17. Interesting story. I feel like I could be right there.

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