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Tuesday, November 14, 2006
6 word short stories
http://wired.com/wired/archive/14.11/sixwords.html
That's the link to Wired magazine, which had a brilliant idea: get authors to write short stories - as in, six words long. A load of authors responded gallantly, and some of the results are superb.
Would anyone like to play? If so, please post your examples. Here are some of mine:
Wanna break up. Ur 2 emotionl.
Nobody loves a sourpuss. The bastards.
Butler did it. Caught. Cosyness restored.
How hard can it be? Oh.
I'm not repeating my parents' mistakes.
Hello, God. Me again. Still there?
That's the link to Wired magazine, which had a brilliant idea: get authors to write short stories - as in, six words long. A load of authors responded gallantly, and some of the results are superb.
Would anyone like to play? If so, please post your examples. Here are some of mine:
Wanna break up. Ur 2 emotionl.
Nobody loves a sourpuss. The bastards.
Butler did it. Caught. Cosyness restored.
How hard can it be? Oh.
I'm not repeating my parents' mistakes.
Hello, God. Me again. Still there?
posted by Kit Whitfield # 1:23 PM 
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The world changed. They're hiding it.
Big, bright light. Bang! Dinosaurs gone.
He loved her. He was wrong.
Thought better of killing an Arab.
'mdyhqfx' was his Word Verification string.
Thought crime is death. Poor Winston.
Fahrenheit 451. Too hot to handle.
Lovecraft: gibbous moon, dark, tentacles. Ugh.
Big, bright light. Bang! Dinosaurs gone.
He loved her. He was wrong.
Thought better of killing an Arab.
'mdyhqfx' was his Word Verification string.
Thought crime is death. Poor Winston.
Fahrenheit 451. Too hot to handle.
Lovecraft: gibbous moon, dark, tentacles. Ugh.
# posted by 
: 8:38 PM
: 8:38 PM
Incoming anomaly. Call for help - NOW!
Too many ramifications; here, there, everywhere.
Last sun. Chaos reigns. What future?
Wholsale slaughter, but no one cared.
I'm so tired. Time to sleep.
He died trying; they died laughing.
Too many ramifications; here, there, everywhere.
Last sun. Chaos reigns. What future?
Wholsale slaughter, but no one cared.
I'm so tired. Time to sleep.
He died trying; they died laughing.
# posted by : 5:20 PM
: 5:20 PM
Jesus cheats at cards. Marks them.
Got beat up by a bear.
Hit the brain next time. Aim?
Staples are not edible. Try again.
Got beat up by a bear.
Hit the brain next time. Aim?
Staples are not edible. Try again.
How about these?
Professor - re: zombie incident: You're fired.
Circus leaves town. Gnawed bones found.
Charred paperback, entitled "Idiot-Proof Dragonology"
Lost city discovered. Airstrike coordinates follow.
For sale: time machine. £6000 US.
Professor - re: zombie incident: You're fired.
Circus leaves town. Gnawed bones found.
Charred paperback, entitled "Idiot-Proof Dragonology"
Lost city discovered. Airstrike coordinates follow.
For sale: time machine. £6000 US.
# posted by : 10:54 PM
: 10:54 PM
Hey, don't feel like you have to stop because you've posted already! This is brightening up my stay-at-home day...
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