Slow Burn's published ficlets

  • Family Photos - A conversation

    J: So are you up for some family photos?
    D: I guess. My hair is long and unruly.
    J: My hair is out of control, too. And I’m g…

  • A Daydream Unrealized

    It comes to me gradually, I think. Completely engrossed in the task at hand, my fingers continue to peck at the keyboard like…

  • Who's Baker? Inspired by text

    I had no idea what she was talking about. My head and belly hurt and now she was putting some serious hurt on my back. Throug…

  • Black Pump Inspired by text

    “You bastard” she spat again. A drop of spittle clinging precariously to her quivering lower lip rocketed at my face. I didn’...

  • The Stream

    Capping off an extended vacation on the head of a lit match, I stared sightlessly. The sun shown in my eyes but I did not squ…

  • Sleep Interests Me

    So Kate has a client who is a communications and image consultant. She charges loads of money to help companies out with proj…

  • A Mother's Day Conversation Continued Inspired by text

    A couple of hours at a day spa would be cool! Facial, manicure, pedicure, massage.
    It would be cool, except she trades for …

  • A Mother's Day Conversation

    I’m at a loss. I can’t figure out what to get Katie for Mother’s Day.
    I thought you were taking her to Universal Stupidos.
    I …

  • Headache

    The back of my head hurts so badly! I can’t focus my vision. I can’t move. I can’t feel anything but the stabbing pain dead c…

  • Something Wonderful!

    I can’t remember when I started feeling this way. I think it has come and gone, come and gone throughout my life but I can’t …

  • Smolder

    I came back from the bank as the sound of the building’s fire alarm began piercing the air. I looked up quickly to see if I c…

  • Vicky's A Blast Inspired by text

    The powder had an acrid smell that burned my eyes and throat. I hesitantly returned her embrace to partially shield my face. ...

  • What have you done with Vicky? Inspired by text

    She didn’t even look down. Her eyes sort of shivered side to side and then settled in the outer corners; one looking left, th…

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