The haunting title’s a six-word short story, attributed to Ernest Hemingway. Catherina Fake asks her readers to write their own, and the results are priceless. My favourites:
Lucky, yes, but my twin wasn’t.
That’s how winter came that year.
The last man on Earth sits in his house. There is a knock at the door. (not six words but still great.)
“Adam, apples are delicious!”
“Uh oh.”They lived, they suffered, they died.
Walking home, she regained her virginity.
Today, I threw her toothbrush away.
Malkovich! Malkovich Malkovich, Malkovich Malkovich: Malkovich!
(three words is enough) “I’m your dad?”
The fascination comes from what isn’t said in each of these stories.
(via SvN)