September challenge entries

Steve:
“I’ve got it!” shouted Dropsy Dropinstuff.

When leaves fall, my heart begins failing.

Neverending night, neverending day, traumatized brainwaves

Grant:

“Can’t write nothing,” said unemployed writer.

Winter’s cold, my nose knows well.

“Apes aren’t people,” argued Tarzan’s lawyer.

Steve:

“Fishermen? Good appetizers,” said the kraken.

The Nigerian prince needs our help!

Force ale, baby spews; never warm.

The story’s end never really began.

 

Grant:

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, a disease of the lungs.

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September Writing Challenge – Six Word Short Stories

Subject: Write a six word short story
Setting: Any particular place you can imagine
Time Period: Any time period is perfectly fine
Length: About this length, no more/less
Restrictions: It can only be six words
Due: It is due in September, dude

So we’ve had a small ” vacation”. Now it’s time for a challenge. Write six word short stories, friend. I will post the first one. Then, we keep editing that post. No need for individual entry posts. This is based on a legend. A legendary story about Ernest Hemingway.

Someone in a bar challenged Hemingway. “Write a short story for me. However, you must use six words. It may not be any longer.” Hemingway weighed his options very carefully. “I’ll take that bet,” said Hemingway. He took a moment to think. Hemingway cleared his throat to respond. “Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo”. “That’s seven words,” said the man.

And that’s how Hemingway started drinking.

I may have some details wrong. I think you get the point. “Let’s writing!”, drunken Hemingway once said.