In 2006 WIRED magazine asked a number of SF/fantasy writers to come up with stories only six words in length. Unable to resist a challenge, I had to scribble some of my own:
Cockroaches. Dinosaurs. Mastodons. Humans. Cockroaches again.
Molecules – cells – brains: Universe, Know Thyself.
“We come in peace – AAACHOO!” Genocide.
Nostradamus’ Predictions for 2020: (Blank pages.)
“EXTRA! Hiroshima Destroyed!” “Oy,” said Einstein.
Gollum, falling: “Hey! This is brass!”
"Humans? No such thing," said Bigfoot.
"Holmes!" "Elementary, Watson. Jekyll was Hyde."
Cthulhu groaned. "Again with the Necronomicon?"
“I’ve captured the God Particle!” Silence.
1984 has passed. Big Brother stayed.
“We are the Martians!” “Well, duh.”
Kong wins! (Godzilla took a dive.)
“Don! We forgot Dr. Smith!” “Who?”
“You okay, Mister?” “Shaken, not stirred.”
“Stormtroopers? That’s your answer to everything!”
“Time ended – yesterday!” “Sorry, not original.”
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