Friday, October 27, 2006
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wherein you do my work for me . . .

Currently Listening
The Crane Wife
By The Decemberists
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So, Wired Magazine is brilliant, and at this time, I'd like to use my blog as a platform to both pay homage to and shamelessly rip off their idea.
Use the comment section, people. Write the Great American Novel in six words. Here are the instructions (they're simple) and the examples ( original link seen here ). You don't have to read them all, but if you have the time, take it. They're fascinating studies of concision.
. . ."We'll be brief: 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. So we asked sci-fi, fantasy, and horror writers from the realms of books, TV, movies, and games to take a shot themselves.
Dozens of our favorite authors put their words to paper, and five master graphic designers took them to the drawing board. Sure, Arthur C. Clarke refused to trim his ("God said, 'Cancel Program GENESIS.' The universe ceased to exist."), but the rest are concise masterpieces.
Failed SAT. Lost scholarship. Invented rocket.
- William ShatnerComputer, did we bring batteries? Computer?
- Eileen GunnVacuum collision. Orbits diverge. Farewell, love.
- David BrinGown removed carelessly. Head, less so.
- Joss WhedonAutomobile warranty expires. So does engine.
- Stan LeeMachine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time
- Alan MooreLonged for him. Got him. S***.
- Margaret AtwoodFrom torched skyscrapers, men grew wings.
- Gregory MaguireInternet “wakes up?” Ridicu -
no carrier.
- Charles StrossWith bloody hands, I say good-bye.
- Frank MillerWasted day. Wasted life. Dessert, please.
- Steven Meretzky“Cellar?” “Gate to, uh … hell, actually.”
- Ronald D. MooreEpitaph: Foolish humans, never escaped Earth.
- Vernor VingeIt cost too much, staying human.
- Bruce SterlingWe kissed. She melted. Mop please!
- James Patrick KellyIt’s behind you! Hurry before it
- Rockne S. O’BannonI’m your future, child. Don’t cry.
- Stephen Baxter1940: Young Hitler! Such a cantor!
- Michael MoorcockLie detector eyeglasses perfected: Civilization collapses.
- Richard PowersI’m dead. I’ve missed you. Kiss … ?
- Neil GaimanThe baby’s blood type? Human, mostly.
- Orson Scott CardKirby had never eaten toes before.
- Kevin SmithRained, rained, rained, and never stopped.
- Howard WaldropTo save humankind he died again.
- Ben BovaWe went solar; sun went nova.
- Ken MacLeod“I couldn’t believe she’d shoot me.”
- Howard ChaykinDon’t marry her. Buy a house.
- Stephen R. DonaldsonBroken heart, 45, WLTM disabled man.
- Mark MillarTIME MACHINE REACHES FUTURE!!! … nobody there …
- Harry HarrisonTick tock tick tock tick tick.
- Neal StephensonEasy. Just touch the match to
- Ursula K. Le GuinWORLD'S END. Sic transit gloria Monday.
- Gregory BenfordEpitaph: He shouldn't have fed it.
- Brian HerbertBatman Sues Batsignal: Demands Trademark Royalties.
- Cory DoctorowHeaven falls. Details at eleven.
- Robert JordanNevertheless, he tried a third time.
- James P. BlaylockGod to Earth: “Cry more, noobs!”
- Marc LaidlawHelp! Trapped in a text adventure!
- Marc LaidlawThought I was right. I wasn't.
- Graeme GibsonLost, then found. Too bad.
- Graeme GibsonRapture postponed. Ark demanded! Which one?
- David BrinDinosaurs return. Want their oil back.
- David BrinBang postponed. Not Big enough. Reboot.
- David BrinTime Avenger's mistaken! It wasn't me...
- David BrinCyborg seeks egg donor, object ___.
- David BrinDeadline postponed. Five words enough...?
- David BrinMetrosexuals notwithstanding, quiche still lacks something.
- David BrinMind of its own. Damn lawnmower.
- David BrinPlease, this is everything, I swear.
- Orson Scott CardI saw, darling, but do lie.
- Orson Scott CardOsama’s time machine: President Gore concerned.
- Charles StrossShips fire; princess weeps, between stars.
- Charles StrossWill this do (lazy writer asked)?
- Ken MacLeodCryonics: Disney thawed. Mickey gnawed. Omigawd.
- Eileen GunnClones demand rights: second Emancipation Proclamation.
- Paul Di FilippoWe crossed the border; they killed us.
- Howard WaldropH-bombs dropped; we all died.
- Howard WaldropYour house is mine: soft revolution.
- Howard WaldropWarskiing; log; prop in face.
- Howard WaldropThe Axis in WWII: haiku! Gesundheit.
- Howard WaldropSalinger story: three koans in fountain.
- Howard WaldropFinally, he had no more words.
- Gregory MaguireThere were only six words left.
- Gregory MaguireIn the beginning was the word.
- Gregory MaguireCommas, see, add, like, nada, okay?
- Gregory MaguireWeeping, Bush misheard Cheney’s deathbed advice.
- Gregory MaguireCorpse parts missing. Doctor buys yacht.
- Margaret AtwoodHe read his obituary with confusion.
- Steven MeretzkyTime traveler's thought: "What's the password?"
- Steven MeretzkyI win lottery. Sun goes nova.
- Steven MeretzkySteve ignores editor's word limit and
- Steven MeretzkyLeia: "Baby's yours." Luke: "Bad news…"
- Steven MeretzkyDorothy: "F*** it, I'll stay here."
- Steven Meretzky. . .
Awesome, no? Show me what you got. Break a literary leg.
-Jennifer
P.S. I'm doing quite well, thanks.
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Comments (35)
Torn letter on sidewalk: “Dear brother,”
Windowsill: forgotten candle, oblivious cat.
“I’s stay away from dat broad.”
Free: antique organ, taking up space.
Crying at the station: missed train?
Cold lifetime spent behind these eyes.
“My mom’s thinking about dating again.”
Airport: tears shed for comers and goers.
Rooftop view – it’s tempting, don’t jump.
The monkeys throw poo at celebrities.
Merciful heavens! I'm done with this...
~J
Actually...I like the Decemberists quite a lot. I've only been listening to them for about a month (or whenever la crane wife came into existence). They reminded me a lot of my favorite Irish bar tunes. Just with less booze and more epic tone. So I took on to them.
And I was actually going to comment about my surprise that you were listening to them But I couldn't fit the comment in six words.
Achk! You realize I'm going to be tortured by this very short story concept for weeks now, don't you?
Alas. :)
Ta then.
Everybody likes The Decemberists these days. Its like Death Cab a la 5 months ago.
The red wire?? I'm color blind!
Horror:
Malls empty into a plastic world.
Romance:
Boy meets girl. Girl sees man.
Xanga post up, markets down. Coincidence?
Way to man's heart? His chest.
Three pigs. Brick house. Angry wolf.
Jen? She's doing quite well, thanks.
Ernest Hemmingway - Dead drunk white guy.
Shakespeare's will left hamlet to Othello.
(the eloquent lollard and demosthenes)
It's hilarious. You should post more.
Lather, rinse, repeat. Lather, rinse, release.
those are awesome.
"You want me to do what??"
Loaded gun, shot straight, buried deep.
North, South: Brothers; Smoke, Blood: Crosses.
Martyr, Murderer, Man: Judgment starts now.
ciao ~ Nat
"she loved him to death, literally."
"stop being morbid, you freaking sicko."