His Name was Buzz

How do you come up with one hundred words for a story? Sitting down and pecking away at the keyboard is a  place to start.

Open your eyes, ears, and heart to whatever may inspire you. It may just be the fly that is buzzing in your left ear, and then your right one, that brings your imagination to life.

It is alive within you, isn’t it? I certainly hope so. I’m talking about your imagination. Not the fly, for dead flies do not buzz. Flies in my hometown only buzz when they are living.

What if flies were indestructible?

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