Six-word stories

by on October 10, 2006 at 8:15 am in The Arts | Permalink

Hemingway’s was "For sale, baby shoes.  Never used."

Norman Mailer, David Lodge, Robert Olen Butler, and others try.

Caterina asks her readers.  My favorite from the comments is:

She watched the world end.

Again.

I’ll try "Demand sloped up, Harry is naked." 

How about you?

Erin October 18, 2006 at 4:05 am

Cheap computer: comes with free virus.

Luke October 29, 2006 at 7:28 pm

I have a few:

This is a very short story.

Don’t worry, I’ve died twice before.

†¦then he ran out of ideas.

Life is a game of chance.

The last thing I saw was†¦

His last words were: It’s safe!

People are bad for the environment.

Sory, mi spelin is veri badd.

This story has six words.

Life: Born, play, study, work, die.

Raging Ranter October 31, 2006 at 10:29 am

Elasticity of demand left him limp.

JP November 2, 2006 at 4:59 pm

Empty Nesters: “Now we can swing!”

Co-ed learns professors can rape, too.

Govenor’s pardon arrived a little late.

“Cruel and Unusual? It’s only pie.”

Or, you could go with Weird Al’s take on George Harrison’s “I’ve got my mind set on you”:

This song’s just six words long

Lucy November 2, 2006 at 8:53 pm

Eos-the fleeting twilight of morning.
Afraid, I feel like Schroedinger’s cat.
Fear held me like a rope.
He turned around. She was gone.
Life is like a fleeting butterfly.
Is this reality, or a dream?

I hope you like my six-word stories. Please don’t take them and say they’re yours, because they’re not.

Sayantan November 7, 2006 at 3:13 am

Santa runs into Death once again.

Art January 6, 2007 at 11:49 pm

For Pam:

Loved, lost, courted death, chose life.

Patrick Campbell February 13, 2007 at 5:23 pm

HEMINGWAY HAD NO SETTING. NO STORY. I WIN. PROVE ME WRONG.

mikael March 7, 2007 at 12:10 am

You ? Wait ! Last summer.. I’m sorry.

32rrfrtg October 8, 2007 at 1:07 am
Ryan January 9, 2008 at 5:26 pm

i could think of this

he read his obituary with confusion

Brian February 7, 2008 at 2:27 pm

Born by accident, died on purpose.

Chuck Rath February 25, 2008 at 10:12 am

Exponential growth quandries best planned strategy

Anonymous April 16, 2008 at 12:35 pm

dont you see the fire honey?

A.j. Luggers April 16, 2008 at 12:41 pm

Isnt Clancy in love yet…mother?

Al July 12, 2008 at 4:13 pm

Erm… an attempt? I don’t think they’re really stories…

- The light press of pale fingers.
- And the shadows stretch for miles.
- Her eyes, the colour of skies.
- There is always the distance between.
- The letter; crushed in his hand.

Anonymous October 13, 2008 at 11:28 pm
Anonymous October 28, 2008 at 5:25 am

Last words: look Ma, no hands!

cassie December 17, 2008 at 1:22 am

life is short; start with dessert.

don’t follow – i walk into walls.

look! it’s a gullable pink elephant!!

nah, i’m only kidding. but serously.

why do COWboys ride on horses?

that’s about it from me. peace.
(i didn’t actually mean that to be six words.. haha)

TSLang February 19, 2009 at 8:24 am

Camouflage, kisses, betrayal. Detective grabs lunch.

From seeds to seedlings to redwoods.

They loved, then lost. Way overrated.

Clouds gathered, spit, wept and drenched.

Bishop moves right, murder left. Checkmate.

Shirley Smothers September 2, 2010 at 11:57 am

Soldier’s grave, Family alone, others live

Gayle November 8, 2010 at 7:25 pm

Hate it when parents are right.

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