Just stumbled, again, on an old article from Wired: various writers doing their best to tell a story in six — that is, as in between five and seven — words. For example, here’s Neil Gaiman:
I’m dead. I’ve missed you. Kiss…?
And, oh my, they’ve got Alan Moore (“Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time”) and Joss Whedon (“Gown removed carelessly. Head, less so.”) and Steven Meretzky (“I win lottery. Sun goes nova.”) and… uh, I’ll go and read those stories again.
With stories of this length, I just have to hope the above doesn’t count as copyright violation; ha-ha.
Hm, maybe I could write a story like this, too. Let me see…
Ah, I got it.
Armageddon. Mathematicians’ share: Addition loses commutativity.
Actually, that’s a story of four or so pages I one wrote, condensed to its eventual punch line. And the next is a short version of a 20 000-word story of mine:
Roommate hungry. Everyone else has disappeared.
