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.
Wednesday, September 7, 2016
986. The city fathers
There were city mothers too, but the name was a tradition. They meet based on an arcane formula - though always on a Tuesday. Their decisions were final. Chiefly, they were interested in the production levels of various pies and tarts.