Six Sentence Story Monday

Six sentence stories are a type of writing exercise or micro flash fiction to stretch one's capability to succinctly write a story. The idea is to write a full story in six grammatically correct sentences. I will post another one of mine today. If you would like to try your hand at writing this type of story, you could either leave your story in the comments or you can send it to me for possible publication on The Stars Are Not Made of Fire by emailing me at annette(at)thestarsarenotmadeoffire(dot)com, including the words six sentence story in the subject, and placing your story in the body of the text along with a brief biography or website address for yourself.

Here are a couple six sentence stories from me:

Georgie watched as the gypsy's bejeweled hand turned over the next card laid on the velvet covered table. The Lovers was followed by the Tower and Georgie needed no explanation beyond the picture. She thought of Reginald, his gambling, and the platinum blonde he had said was his personal assistant. She loved the way he glided across the dance floor and how his mustache tickled when they kissed. It had appeared a wonderful match to her despite her hardworking father's misgivings about an aristocrat who never paid the bill at a restaurant. Georgie eyed the diamond on her finger, pulled it off, tucked it into her purse, and left to board one of her father's ocean liners that was to set sail for New York.

Luke stared at the rough beamed ceiling. There had been deep veins of gold in the mountains. He thought about how the blast from a Colt Paterson repeating pistol made you ears ring. When Billy Bob and Wild Oakey had come into town, it had made Luke nervous and he had set up extra watches around the counting house. They must have planned things for just before the train arrived knowing that the counting house would be filled with a treasure. Sheriff Luke Dodson pulled his sticky hand away from his chest with a sickly sucking noise and thought about how cold the grave would be.