Author Archives: FictionMostly
elbows never sounded so delicious
The year is 2016. Macaroni are amputated due to our unchecked hunger for their elbows. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
elbows never sounded so delicious
The year is 2016. Macaroni are amputated due to our unchecked hunger for their elbows. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
the purrminator
“Meow be back,” said the cyborg cat, exploring a mysterious paper portal in the kitchen. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Matt Edward — — CC by 2.0 — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
the purrminator
“Meow be back,” said the cyborg cat, exploring a mysterious paper portal in the kitchen. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Matt Edward — — CC by 2.0 — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
the last insurance claws
They were shooting cats and calling it self-defense. The sheriff was calling it the same. That was the trouble with this town, and a short-haired tabby like me was going to claw these sons of bitches to death in this
the last insurance claws
They were shooting cats and calling it self-defense. The sheriff was calling it the same. That was the trouble with this town, and a short-haired tabby like me was going to claw these sons of bitches to death in this
auto know by now
Vampires unfriend me when learning about my sunroof, while werewolves keep opening it during the full moon. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photography | Pexels.com —
auto know by now
Vampires unfriend me when learning about my sunroof, while werewolves keep opening it during the full moon. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photography | Pexels.com —
don’t drink the water
The year is 2025. The place is California. You have a greater chance of living if you sneeze into your hand and drink what you catch—than if you surrender your minimum wage paycheck for one bottle of water. Today though you become curious
don’t drink the water
The year is 2025. The place is California. You have a greater chance of living if you sneeze into your hand and drink what you catch—than if you surrender your minimum wage paycheck for one bottle of water. Today though you become curious
Jack and the giant job market
The year is 2015. Jack cannot grow a beanstalk because of the drought in California. Jack cannot take care of a cow for the same reason. But to survive, Jack can build furniture for gigantic clients, because Jack is a
Jack and the giant job market
The year is 2015. Jack cannot grow a beanstalk because of the drought in California. Jack cannot take care of a cow for the same reason. But to survive, Jack can build furniture for gigantic clients, because Jack is a
why Superman is single
He would never feel the pain of craving coffee or the pleasure in finally having it. That was one reason why Lois left Clark. She also hated being under his constant supervision. — flash fiction & photography | Tommy Tung —
why Superman is single
He would never feel the pain of craving coffee or the pleasure in finally having it. That was one reason why Lois left Clark. She also hated being under his constant supervision. — flash fiction & photography | Tommy Tung —
inbound lead generation
“I hang out next to unconscious women,” said the vampire hunter who studied inbound marketing. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — art | David Henry Friston —
inbound lead generation
“I hang out next to unconscious women,” said the vampire hunter who studied inbound marketing. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — art | David Henry Friston —
let’s reflect, shall we?
I eat synonym toast crunch in echo chambers. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photography | Philippe Halsman — Follow me on Twitter and Facebook. Read my stories on art, culture, and mindfulness on Accord Progression and its Facebook page.
let’s reflect, shall we?
I eat synonym toast crunch in echo chambers. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photography | Philippe Halsman — Follow me on Twitter and Facebook. Read my stories on art, culture, and mindfulness on Accord Progression and its Facebook page.
elevator pitch
I use trombones as paper clips: my next answer to “So what do you do?” Follow me on Twitter and Facebook. Read my stories on art, culture, and mindfulness on Accord Progression and
elevator pitch
I use trombones as paper clips: my next answer to “So what do you do?” Follow me on Twitter and Facebook. Read my stories on art, culture, and mindfulness on Accord Progression and
Fiction Mostly 