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“Ernest Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in six words. The result: “For sale, baby shoes, never used.” It’s rumored that Hemingway thought it was his greatest work”
Then they asked twenty-five of today’s “literary lights” to write their own.
Some of my favorites (Can’t you see each of these being a great movie?!):
“Oh that? It’s nothing. Not contagious.” Augusten Burroughs
“He remembered something that never happened.” AM Homes
“Satan-Jehovah-fifteen rounds. A draw.” Norman Mailer
“Eyeballed me, killed him. Slight exaggeration.” Irvine Welsh
“Havana’s no place for hockey, coach.” Nicholas Weinstock
From now on, since I have trouble blogging/journaling, I am going to make bite sized journal entries using exactly six words to describe my day. Todays:
Church is sleep. Cake is heaven.
