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Adam invited / challenged / harassed me into writing six stories.

There was just one limitation: each story must only be six words long.

Hemingway once wrote a story in just six words ("For sale: baby shoes, never worn.") and is said to have called it his best work. Which is how WIRED magazine's feature on six-word stories was introduced.

Adam's stories from last year can be read at:
SAIS: Six Word Story Anthology

Adam will have new stories this year and I think my stories will be included in the new anthology. (I think.) Actually, I kind of bent the "six word limitation" a bit, as you will see when you read the stories. I mean, file names can be considered just one word, right? Anyway, I just thought of uploading them today. Seemed to be appropriate for the season. Enjoy :-)


1
Caught boyfriend cheating.

Uploaded on YouTube.



2
DELETE 1stANNIV.JPEG
DELETE MEGAN&ME.JPEG
DELETE MEGAN.JPEG



3
OPEN FILE.

SAVE WILL&TESTAMENT.DOC

SHUT DOWN.


4
UNDO CHANGES TO
MYWEDDINGDAY.JPEG?
“I wish.”

5
SHE CRIED WHEN ASKED:
SAVE CAROL&CHRISWEDDING.MOV?


6
44 SLIDES.

ATTACH FILE.

SEND: WhyYouShouldNeverCallMeAgain.PPT

Comments

indi said…
hey that's some clever work, budj. these interfaces and file deletion dialogue boxes tell soo many stories. :)

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