They wrote six words; no stories.
Hemingway too, except with great success:
"For sale: baby shoes, never worn."
Six words: a small story condensed.
Evocative miniatures of tragedies. (To scale.)
The hunter squeezes. His son falls.
She jumped; he died there too.
Cat toy on floor. She cries.
Drunk driver, wrong lane: Mother screams.
"Shoes? His feet are in Iraq."
Spooning: "We should see other people."
Dinner? Delicious. Now I feel vile.
Feverish, he tosses; sweating, hours pass.
Sheets soaked, throat parched: he stares.
"I'm dead." (Will write more soon.)
Someone's -- maybe Cortazar's?:
When Pedro awoke, the dinosaur was still in the room.
Posted by: Luther Blissett | Tuesday, 13 March 2007 at 11:35 PM
Great stuff. I'm very impressed.
My offer:
Distressed, she waits. He turns away.
He wakes up to unusual silence.
The baby stirs. Her mother weeps.
Posted by: Belle Lettre | Wednesday, 14 March 2007 at 12:00 AM
BTW, I am finally getting away from the law review punny title and 10 word title. Ex: You Can’t Hurry Love: Why Antidiscrimination Protections for Gay People Should Have Religious Exemptions, 72 Brooklyn L. Rev. 125 (2006), which is a great article, but yeah, that's the type of people I'll be working with.
If only law reviews could be 6 words. I am impressed by brevity. I tend to verbosity. But we can't all be Hemingways.
Posted by: Belle Lettre | Wednesday, 14 March 2007 at 12:17 AM
Neal Stephenson finally wrote a good ending!
Posted by: ben wolfson | Wednesday, 14 March 2007 at 01:57 AM
I didn't read them all in the article and most sucked, but Alan Moore's was great.
Posted by: Toadmonster | Wednesday, 14 March 2007 at 02:53 AM
Straight from the top of my head, six six-word stories. They're harder to do than you think, it seems to me.
Your eyes are lovely. With wasabi.
‘The sky’s falling!’ ‘Don’t be stu—’
One of these words is poisoned.
A headless man? How last-century!
The one law of robotics. Kill!
The French for six is cease.
Posted by: Adam Roberts | Wednesday, 14 March 2007 at 05:22 AM
"Morrison's bathtub, on a Paris night"
"This is the end, my friend."
"Rock and roll will never die."
More of a trilogy there. Something you might see scrawled in Pere Lachaise. Lots of sf royalty in that article. Didn't catch one of my favorites -- here's a story stolen from him..."The sheep did not look up."
Posted by: The Necromancer | Wednesday, 14 March 2007 at 02:19 PM
Close, it was Augusto Monterroso. The full text is: "Cuando despertó, el dinosaurio todavía estaba allí." (When [s]he awoke, the dinosaur was still there.)
Interestingly, the way Spanish works, it doesn't require as many words as in English. Is it cheating to composing a story in a different language to minimize word count? In German, I'd estimate most stories are naturally 6-12 words long, though they fill several pages.
Posted by: J.S. Nelson | Wednesday, 14 March 2007 at 03:12 PM
Vanity project I mentioned? It's here.
Posted by: The Constructivist | Thursday, 15 March 2007 at 04:58 PM
Grading papers while drunk had repercussions.
Posted by: Jonathan Dresner | Thursday, 22 March 2007 at 06:33 PM
Reading the entries, I'm struck by how much they resemble Bulwer-Lytton entries: intriguing, suggestive beginnings or parodies, rather than complete stories.
Posted by: Jonathan Dresner | Thursday, 22 March 2007 at 06:36 PM
snowman carrot? bad in a stew.
Posted by: chris webb | Monday, 09 February 2009 at 09:52 AM