Boomers Stories

Bdubs Tango and Impulse are college students who in order to get money, hunt ghosts. One day one of their usual ghost shenanigans goes haywire as they drive down into a spiral of events. (Yes this is a Murder Mystery) Forgive me for the title but I made the BOOMERS group from season 7 into ghost hunters :] (Cover art by Me) Yes this is another Bdubs centered story. Fight me.

A collection of short humorous pieces on subjects such as: the brassiere (Go Figure), songs containing the name Gloria (Gloria!), the relationship between Dr. Pepper and prune juice (Give Us This Day our Daily Fiber), and the ‘fifty shades’ phenomenon (Fifty Shades of Beige) Quotes: “Why do they call them minivans, anyway? What would a maxivan look like?” – Deep Thoughts of Mary Schwester “Who needs a minimizer bra? Try this test: When you see a photo of yourself in a group of people, do you appear to be a large chest with a tiny little person following along behind? If so, you may benefit from a minimizer.” - Go Figure “I put on a pair of pants with a loud pattern and asked my sister, “Do these make my rear end look big?” “No bigger than it actually is.” Boy, there's nothing like a sister to give it to you straight. But that's the best thing about being 200 pounds - you don't look any bigger than you actually are. So you needn't lose sleep over it.” – Ton of Fun “It's not like we're not getting enough fiber at my house. We eat nuts in the form of Turkey Hill Tin Roof ice cream almost every night. Potato chips have fiber, too, don't they?” - Give Us This Day Our Daily Fiber

just a bunch of random pictures .

thank you to @MyNameIzNutella for the help, I don't really have an update schedule so sorry if I'm late :| the story full of angst, sadness and drama this is my first story so sorry if its bad... enjoy!! :D

My on-going ramblings and memories of a time gone by, growing up in the 1950s and 60s in a Northern English town.

At six o'clock on Thursday mornings, a group of old timers always met at the Hardee's on Whiskey Road- the one next to the Home Depot. If they didn't have nothin' else, they knew where to get a hot cup of coffee with a few others who'd also been around the block. On the eve of the town's biggest local high school football game of the season, the men learn that their dear friend, Rick, has passed away. In remembering him, the small group reflects on their own upbringings, families, desires, regrets, and dreams. Full novella is on KDP

Journaling my thoughts to the world.

This is a story about the life of my mom, Eve Fulton. I started writing letters to her, two or three a week for several years. They talked about our journey together as a family and the issues we faced. When my mom passed, a volunteer came up to me to say she read the many letters to my mom. I asked her if she kept any. She replied no. So, for the passed year or so I have copied out the stories, and placed them in a logical order. The order will become more and more apparent as the tale progresses.

The Rock Fight is a great little story of Boomers as kids, on the cusp of coming of age. The author speaks with detail and assurance about life in the 60's (the Stingray bike gave it away) where, as the author perceptively observes, the neighborhood was everything, most especially during summer vacation. All the characters, most on the verge of adolescence, ring unerringly true, with nary a false note struck. The pace of the story moves along naturally, keeping the reader's interest without gimmicks or sensationalism, the descriptions sufficiently fleshed out to create a feel of the kids, the neighborhood, the era, and the plot engages, with a believable and satisfying climax and denouement. The narration is well written in simple, accessible declarative prose, with dialogue the stuff that kids actually said to each other in that generation. In summary then, "The Rock Fight" paradoxically succeeds as it faithfully hews closely to its own modest parameters.

boomers can go fuck them self's honestly.

The events following Noah and Liv's first kiss.