Concision
Madeleine Robins October 27th, 2006
Wired has a collection of Very Short Stories written by SF, fantasy, and horror writers. It’s fascinating to see what can be accomplished in six words. Some stunts, and a lot of reliance on known tropes, but most of them still work.
My favorite: Longed for him. Got him. Shit. - Margaret Atwood.
Tho’ Gregory Maguire’s (From torched skyscrapers, men grew wings.) and Charles Stross’s (Internet “wakes up?†Ridicu — no carrier.) are also kind of swell. Got a favorite? Want to write one?
The ones I like the best had hints of character. This is not surprising, as I tend to prefer character-driven stories over idea-driven. (Though I do like both when measured equally.)
My contribution:
“Just drink this, dear. Whoa, tentacles!”
Love blossomed, faltered. She was stoic.
God to Earth: “Cry more, noobs!â€
- Marc Laidlaw
Hah! I just about died laughing at that one. I wonder how many people will get that.
My contribution, in the same vein:
Phat lewt engenders drama. DKP decides.
Regency romance:
Attraction. Confusion. Disillusion. Collision. Profusion. Married.
Oh, what fun! I can’t resist.
Divine pharaoh has died! God? God?
Haven’t visited the site so don’t know how it was presented, but it reminds me of a story about Hemingway (not that I’m actually a big fan of his stuff) and some critics or other cultural figures sitting in a bar, where they were teasing him about his writing style. They all agreed on a bet that he couldn’t write a story with only six words. He won the bet with “Baby shoes for sale. Never worn.”