Have you heard about Ernest Hemingway’s six word story? I hadn’t, until today, and it has delighted me!
A friend bet Hemingway that he could not write a story in six words, so the legend goes. He was forced to pay up, when Hemingway produced what he is said to have called his greatest work:
“For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”
The idea of capturing a story in so few words captured my attention, and I decided to try my hand at it. Below are my feeble attempts. If you find yourself likewise inspired, I’d love you to share your creations with me!
I decided to journey on alone.
“Forever,” she whispered in his ear.
Never again would she trust another.
The dragon flew into the sunset.
Undaunted, she entered the bloody arena.
A girl. A boy. A romance.
Fire consumed the village of thieves.
She was crazy; she was cool.
A deceptive existence, caring for none.
She lived and she died alone.