For sale: baby shoes, never wornThat was the shortest story that Hemingway ever wrote. Clever and profound.
But then Hemingway was also not the gazillion-line-sentence writer that Dickens was anyway :-)
There is the prolific cell phone novelist in Japan. There is fiction writing within the 140-character constraint of Twitter.
Anyway, while walking by the river yesterday, I was imagining the sight of a peacock flashing his colors, which is when I came up with the following short story.
Virgin peahen commits suicide. Autopsy reveals color blindness.
I tried!
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