Monday, May 07, 2007

Short Stories

So here's the thing. I used to write a lot, and now I don't so much. I think it's because I am always doing paperwork at work, and my enthusiasm for creating the written word has waned. Hemingway once wrote a story in just six words ("For sale: baby shoes, never worn.") and is said to have called it his best work. Wired magazine did an article where they asked many other established people to try to do the same. Read theirs, and join me in posting your own. More than one entry is encouraged. I'll be disappointed if there aren't 20 replies to this eventually. First, enjoy some of these (some classy names here!)

Gown removed carelessly. Head, less so.
- Joss Whedon

Clones demand rights: second Emancipation Proclamation.
- Paul Di Filippo

Thought I was right. I wasn't.
- Graeme Gibson

Heaven falls. Details at eleven.
- Robert Jordan

The baby’s blood type? Human, mostly.
- Orson Scott Card

Automobile warranty expires. So does engine.
- Stan Lee

Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time
- Alan Moore

Wasted day. Wasted life. Dessert, please.
- Steven Meretzky

Longed for him. Got him. Shit.
- Margaret Atwood

As for my own... hmm... let's see...

The sun foils Icarus' brilliant plan.
Somehow I forgot to remember her.
There isn't much time left to
Colder in hell than I expected.

Have fun.

8 comments:

Amberlynn said...

He bit. I hit. Oh s&^#.

Life: our dead hold the secret.

Conquered, and won our own destruction.

Well, it was worth a try.

Iron Chef Boyardee said...

Nice!

I was blinded by his aura.

Stargirl said...

My name no longer needed meaning.

At last, the ship sunk heavily.

Amberlynn said...

num num num num num. Ahhhhhhhhh!

Anonymous said...

Virgin to sinner. I loved it.

Distance conquers our love. How sad.

His cologne lingers on my pillow.

-me

Iron Chef Boyardee said...

The voices in my head laughed.

Stargirl said...

Six weeks late. Baby clothes shopping?

Jason and Emily said...

Life is fun, until it isn't.