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Six Word Stories
PostPosted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 7:22 am
by Yuki-Anne
This is a fascinating art form. There's something about the brevity of a six word story that can be poignant or hilarious. The most famous one was written by Hemingway: "For sale: baby shoes, never worn." So much meaning wrapped into so few words.
So this is the thread for your six word stories. It's a great exercise as a writer, trying to ball up as much meaning as you can into six words.
Here's one of my favorites:
Last human. Facebooking. No new posts.
Here are a few of mine:
White spots. My car. That bird...
I said, "Stop!" He did not.
Death bed apology. No one heard.
Parking space.
VRROOMM!
Ferrari.
Sudden bloodlust.
PostPosted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 7:43 am
by Atria35
I love that bit by Hemingway.
Lemme see...
It didn't hurt at the end.
Masks concealed- too well, for him.
She was beautiful when she screamed.
PostPosted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 8:18 am
by TheSubtleDoctor
This idea is fascinating. I'll give it a go:
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the bOY only remembers NOT remembering
His Beast. Chained. Fire. Pain. Fear.
My past. Statues. Revive. Return. Devour.
Atria35 (post: 1437337) wrote:It didn't hurt at the end.
Really like this one.
PostPosted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 10:17 am
by bigsleepj
Every hates me. Take that, world!
PostPosted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 10:57 am
by musicaloddball
The only day to remember. Yesterday.
PostPosted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 2:03 pm
by Atria35
The flatline brought joy and grief.
Memory proved false, you proved true.
PostPosted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 5:40 pm
by Atria35
Black Friday. Black sky, black soul.
PostPosted: Fri Nov 26, 2010 3:41 pm
by OfficerSting
Worst flavor ever? Berry bee hive.
PostPosted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 8:15 pm
by Seto_Sora
Two Kings, one pawn. Pawn Checkmate.
PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 1:55 pm
by Asuka Neko
Bunnies joined the dark side today.
PostPosted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 1:25 am
by SnoringFrog
Insomnia. My dreams have all died.
PostPosted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 11:14 am
by Rusty Claymore
Six word stories... Most seem depressing?
♫We're all living! Life is Pain!♪
PostPosted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 10:16 pm
by Zarn Ishtare
a butterfly flew right at me,
brave little thing, made from nothing
you make me think of myself.
What was your question, intelligent one?
Something about proving to you God?
I would rather sit and listen.
The day she was buried was full
Full of all the people responsible
I held the door, my tongue.
She was beautiful that spring day
when the winter came for her
she was in mourning, for mother.
Little sister runs through the grass
cut too short to cut her
she wants snow in the summer
sad strange and incomplete little man
what do you hold so tightly?
Ah, your heart in both hands.
Mirror broke from a tossed bottle
Then she wrote notes to me
too many hidden thoughts, lost words.
The sunlight touched me in darkness
little light from far off entrance
you are my promise, thank you.
Touche, my dearest, you cut me
to the core of the matter
why do we find ourselves restrained?
I opened my mind, dream came
let me see another untouched universe
where do you flee to, sweet mirage?
PostPosted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 7:33 pm
by Seto_Sora
I looked, she turned, we smiled.
SDG
PostPosted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:08 pm
by Seto_Sora
Not a smile to see. Sadness.
SDG
PostPosted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 8:00 am
by Atria35
It wasn't what I asked for.
PostPosted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 2:12 pm
by ABlipinTime
Up from bed, to door, floor.
PostPosted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 6:19 am
by Roberts
Heart pounding, breathless, fearful. First love.
Bestow no judgement. None are worthy.
Truly, I am terrible at this.
I am not left handed either.
PostPosted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 6:11 pm
by ABlipinTime
Very nice. Very nice, indeed, Roberts
PostPosted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 6:58 pm
by Seto_Sora
Dearly departed, today, ladies and gentlemen.
SDG
PostPosted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 8:06 am
by Nami
This looks...intriguing... >> I'll give it a go.
That shelf. These books. Moldy death.
She rose, I stood, they stared.
Betrayal, honesty, love, torture and lies.
No pens: How can we write?
Waterway. Moored boats. Tall brick houses.
One animal. Eleven angry. None saved.
"No Coffee" he cried, scaring all.
Woo, that was fun to run :3
PostPosted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:17 pm
by FllMtl Novelist
Maybe someday I can do that.
^an attempt. XD
Nami (post: 1453056) wrote:No pens: How can we write?
This one makes me sad. ;_;
PostPosted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 6:07 pm
by Atria35
If he didn't, then he won't.
The monitor revealed everything we dreaded.
PostPosted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 6:54 pm
by Seto_Sora
His hand raised, reaching for heaven.
On her, he looked coldly still.
Asleep, never to wake, he lay.
Two climb. One fall. Two graves.
Wow, writing these are hard. they need more depth. :?
SDG
PostPosted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 7:08 pm
by Atria35
PatrickEklektos (post: 1453271) wrote:Wow, writing these are hard. they need more depth. :?
SDG
THere can be plenty of depth- just look at the "for Sale" example. Yours have awkward syntax, though. I like them, but they read oddly.
Hmmm...
They came together. We came apart.
PostPosted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 7:32 pm
by Furen
Don't do it! He did it...
PostPosted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 8:11 pm
by Seto_Sora
Atria35 (post: 1453275) wrote:THere can be plenty of depth- just look at the "for Sale" example. Yours have awkward syntax, though. I like them, but they read oddly.
Thank you for liking them. ^_^ But I meant that mine need more depth. Everyone else is doing awesome. But I think I'm going to lock my syntax in the garage. Bad syntax. Stay boy. Stay. Stay!
Twilight. Night fell, and Day dawned.
SDG
PostPosted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 11:12 pm
by Beau Soir
Zarn Ishtare, that is most impressive! I really like yours!
Here are a few of mine, some reference video games...
Link looked around. Navi was gone.
His dear friend... New loneliness stung.
Her promise charm... Sora treasured it.
In reminiscence, clutching the faded star...
The warm amber of summer waned.
They could do nothing but pray.
Looking at the ocean... It's inviting...
The carnation's petals were delicately folded.
The sun sets on millions' anger.
"Goodbye," she said. "You don't remember."
Within her heart, wanderlust burned hungrily.
Her heart jumped thinking about him.
She waited on His teachings alone.
He had spoken clearly to her.
That didn't mean she understood everything...
But He is the wisest King.
To no other would she worship,
no other would she love more.
Outer beauty is lovely, yet fleeting,
and one who fears the Lord
is still beauteous with added age.
PostPosted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 5:53 am
by Atria35
He was crafty, she was messy.
Solace was found in a stranger.
For rent: a soul, not new.
PostPosted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 7:06 am
by Kaori
Nami (post: 1453056) wrote:No pens: How can we write?
No pens? Memorize as you compose.