Tuesday- Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #390 by Keith Channing

December 13, 2022December 12, 2022 ~ John W. Howell

In Keith’s words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really, even just a caption for the photograph. Either put your offering (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before Sunday evening UK time. If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here. Thank you for taking part.”

Keith’s post. https://keithchanning.wordpress.com/2022/12/12/kreative-kue-390/

The photo.

“Avignon approach, Cessna N1977.”

“Go ahead, 1977.”

“Currently at 2000 Heading point 027 three miles SSW of the airport. I have the information.”

“Roger 1977. Altimeter 395. Descend and maintain 1000. Overcast conditions. Ceiling 500 feet. Visibility 3/10ths. Wind calm.”

“What does all that mean?”

“Say again 1977.”

“I just want to land. What was all that other stuff?”

“I gave you the height of the runway and the fact that it’s overcast and not very good conditions. Oh yes, and I told you to descend to 1000 feet.”

“I got the 1000 feet, but why not just say it’s lousy there.”

“You need the information so that you can make a safe landing. I will also tell you when you are cleared to land.”

“Oh, come on. This puppy is going to land whether you like it or not.”

“Excuse me. How long have you been flying?”

“I left Paris two hours ago.”

“No, I mean, how long have you had a license.”

“License? I didn’t realize you needed a license.”

“Oh my. I think we have a problem.”

“No, we don’t. I’m descending to 500 feet and have the airport in sight.”

“You hold it right there, 1977. You are not going to splatter that plane on the runway on my watch.”

“Don’t you think it would be better to land on your precious runway than to run out of fuel and splatter into the countryside?”

“Let me ask. How much fuel and how many souls are on board?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“I need to know how many fire engines to have waiting. The more the fuel, the bigger the fire.”

“And the souls?”

“We need to account for everyone after the fact.”

“Okay. I have about four gallons, and I’m the only one here. I’m still on a vector for the airport. I see runway 22 ahead. Seems clear.”

“Fine, you are cleared to land on runway 22. What is your name.”

“Why?”

“I want to make sure the arrest documents are correct.”

“Al Smith.”

“Very funny.”

“What’s funny?”

“What’s your real name.”

“I just gave it to you. Also, you can relax. I am on the ground.

“Contact the tower at 199.6. Have a nice day.”

“Tower Cessna N1977 with you.”

“Roger 1977, proceed to the intersection 19L and hold for further instructions.”

“What are all those red and blue lights?”

“Nothing at all, sir. Just hold at 19L.”

Published by John W. Howell

I have been working in business for over forty years and now have the time to work in special areas of interest. My passion has always been to create compelling stories of fiction. I have authored six novels and am working on my Seventh. The first novel is still in manuscript form and being utilized as a door stop in the laundry room. The second is a contemporary fiction novel of 89,000 words and is complete and I am currently seeking a publisher. I also write poetry but have not had the guts to share any with anyone. The one time I read a piece to a person their only comment was, “it doesn’t rhyme.” I will continue to write and hopefully my blog, Fiction Favorites at www.johnwhowell.com will provide some entertainment and an interesting thought or two. I live in the Austin area with my wife Molly and an assortment of loving pets. View all posts by John W. Howell