Have you twittered…tweetered, uh, tweeted lately?
If your answer was no, then I know you’re not Ashton Kutcher or one of the million followers who express their thoughts in 25 words or less. I can barely form a thought much less express it in 25 words or less. I blame my English teachers, always demanding 250 words on what I did over the summer, or 500 words on a book written in a dead language. There’s something ironic about a book surviving longer than the language in which it was written. But that’s a discussion for another day. My English teachers taught me more words were better; a minimum requirement but no maximum. After The Odyssey a 25 word story would have been a relief.
Micro fiction is a writer’s tweet; stories told in 400 words or less. Ernest Hemingway mastered the art with a complete story told in just 6 words. “For Sale: baby shoes. Never worn.” It’s astonishing the grief just six words can evoke. Here are my attempts at six word stories, quality versus quantity.
Did she know I loved her?
Before my eyes, the skyline burned.
I changed diapers yesterday. Today: graduation.
Yesterday: regret. Today: reality. Tomorrow: hope.
It’s hard to squeeze much juice out of six words, but twenty five words should be a snap.
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