Ernest Hemingway once bet that he could write a novel in six words.
For sale: baby shoes, never worn. - he won the bet.

I’ve been thinking of a few today, so here’s what I’ve come up with…

Last predictive text; first predictive lorry.

Bling, phone, wallet, keys, girl… Gun.

Son, seeking, sees solemn soldier’s suicide.

Finally, since I’m a playwright, here’s another; in words of one syllable, naturally.

To write, or not to write…

For more on this see the Six Word Stories site. (Thanks Alexandra.)

Oh and if you’re feeling creative, have a go and email me yours; I’ll be pleased to add them to a list and post them here on my blog.

Have fun.

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