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By sombunall MLAers ~ 23episode23  BogusMagus  Borsky  Fly Agaric  [ko]  Minnar  Philixrex  Ratatosk  The Purple Gooroo

Just popped into my head… thanks Kate for the original thread that brought this to mind.
I think it’d be fun to have as many folks as I can possibly wrangle write just 23 words.  **snip**

Great idea, count me in! Although your post above was forty words over the limit Minnar… This reply however applies for the count.

For the love of Eris’ panties! Where in Christ’s Address Book was I ever gonna come up with a twenty three word story?

I like this idea a lot. I will try and come up with something as well. The stories will be quite short.

Maybe if we hyperlink each one of the twenty three words we can make really condensed and information rich environments for the poems?

A strange fuckup with movie "Malpertuis" associated my favourite belgian horror writer Jean Ray with the 19th century famous french heteroclite Petrus Borel

Sheeit, well I’ll try, but have never shown much talent for fiction writing. (more into plagiarism!) I remember Hemingway’s Six Word Story.

Surely the whole point of a short story is to leave the reader wondering just what the author was about to write after

“…until finally, he delivers several oz of liquid silk from the fleshy nozzle of his fork…”
said Chris Morris appearing on Brass Eye.

Two mottledbrown mice on an old fashioned dinnerdisk plate seem to speculate, though whether they be painted or otherwise fabricated is anyones guess.

She was in awe and speechless staring at the Holly Triangle. A prisoner of the charismatic Eye, all she could say was “Hypnotenuse”.

I once thought something happened. However, what I thought happened and what actually happened were two different things. I am a Cosmic Schmuck.

Dance in the middle of the living room. The windows won’t move but the trees join in. Trees are the Best. Critters. Ever.

Oscill_n_ations ov neurendocrindalini sinsoothational buphlinerz monkyfestats dEd wurmwurld. wheare luverties?
Au[l]ms resounder-ate verb up on howllowed Ear/th/s. ShiraMvidyaMatma... oops eye flellt flown agun.

Yin the baggining whiz the woirld, in the MUggle what? The pre-sent, and year in aftor-futurniture what was just adjdusted, bhang Yang.

The witch left the coven early, while the force came and went in sinusoidal fashion.
Bob would say “She left her craft ebbing”

Optimal information informing optimal information on how to optimise in formation. Think about it for a bit. Then let us think about it.