Supposedly, Hemingway once wrote a story in six words: "For sale: baby shoes, never worn." I'm no Hemingway, but I dig the idea of ultra-short stories.
I write them from time to time. You might like some. You can find me on Twitter at @dcwllms.
Monday, March 31, 2014
820. Trench coat story
It began in a factory with thousands of copies. It was bought by a business man who moonlighted as a vigilante. It was found by a man down on his luck and gave warmth against the winter. It ended in an alley amid the rot.