I'm having a 'what the hell?' moment. Care to explain?
I don't know if its all that interesting to repeat. They had a contest to write the shortest story that actually was a story. That had a premise and a twist. The shortest story that they felt was a whole story (by whatever their standards were) was: "The last man on earth sat in his house. There was a knock on the door."
After some chatting somebody offered a shorter version of the same story: "The last man on earth sat in his house. There was a lock on the door."
Somebody finally trumped that with: "The last man on earth sat in his house. There was a LOC on the door."
Intresting, in its way.
Afterwards, I recalled the shortest short story tale:
A teacher set her class to write a short story, telling them (they must have been a fairly adult class) that a good short story has riches, people with titles, sex, religion, and mystery. One of her pupils supposedly wrote:
"Oh my God!" cried the Duchess. "I'm pregenant, and I don't know whose it is!"
Much the same, really.
Holy mother of--Shrift, that new one? Is fucking great. Day-am.
Shrift, that new one? Is fucking great.
Thank you kindly.
t g
I mean, how often do you get to name a story "A Phallus in Pigtails" and have it be utterly appropriate?
In my case? Never.
Something worked for me last night. Grooving along to some early Bowie, needed a better story title, blammo.
It's nice when that actually happens.
Where is this story? Google giggles and returns no results, and I don't think I got it on the BFA-- is it posted anywhere that I can see?
It's not Buffyverse. It's Sorority Boys.
