busterfang's published ficlets

  • Ultimate Love Song Inspired by text

    But at some point you have a brief moment of clarity and realize that you have been reliving this moment your whole life. Fir…

  • Hoping for Glory Inspired by a photo

    As I went through my initiation I remember thinking how fortunate I was to be a bullet. Unlike rocks or pencils, my mission w…

  • Under Her Spell Inspired by text

    “Does this smell OK to you?”

    When Julie asked me that question I didn’t know how to answer. First of all, I didn’t want to …

  • Reality Starts to Creep In Inspired by text

    With sunlight streaming in the window, he aburptly woke up the next morning still in his study seated at his desk. The firepl…

  • Visions of Greatness Prior to the Last Word Inspired by text

    Ed took early retirement at age 49 without formulating any plan as to what he would do next. So while his wife continued to w…

  • The Last Word Inspired by a photo

    “Ed, get that damn dog off of my couch,” Mary Lou shouted.

    “It’s bad enough that it costs more to get his hair done then min…

  • Find Mr. Right On-Line Inspired by a photo

    JULIET LOOKING FOR HER ROMEO --

    Profile: Fun loving, down to earth gal looking for Mr. Right.

    I love walks on the beac…

  • I Ain't Monkeying Around... Inspired by text

    The monkeys told me I’d find you here and naturally they were right. These days I find the monkeys are almost always right an…

  • The Return of Doggie Breath Dipstick Inspired by text

    I hadn’t seen him in ten years. In the beginning I was heartbroken and sat by the phone hoping for a call and wandered the st…

  • The Last Word on Onions

    Noelle could not believe that Jason actually had rules about onions. Actually Jason had rules about everything, but having ru…

  • Mixed Signals Inspired by a photo

    “Are they watching us? Can you tell?”

    “Of course they’re watching us, they’re males. That’s why we chose this form.”

    “But R…

  • Who's in charge here? Inspired by text

    The day my mother died I was calm. She had been ill for a long time and we were so blessed that she passed before she really …

  • The Stories I Could Tell Inspired by a photo

    Dignity? Once you get to be my age you don’t even care about it. If I cared would I be walking in public with my nylons down …

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