The one sentence story.

25 Sep

This goes out to my honorary sister, Crystal. She once told me that when she is choosing her next book to read (in probably one evening, no less), she always reads the very first sentence of a book to pass judgement. One sentence to determine if she will commit her eyes to hundreds of written pages, pages that may contain lovely little important moments to treasure. Why so quick to judge, I always thought. However, I am a reviews reader. I love the one sentence sum-ups that grace the front and back covers, and sometimes the inside pages. So, it seems we are all one-sentence aficionados, our short attention spans needing to be grabbed by the BIG WORDED HANDS of literature. Because who knows how long we will pay attention?

So, when I saw this website, I thought, perfect! One sentence to tell an entire story. I love it. 

So Crystal, for yours, and my short-lived enjoyment, I give you onesentence.org.

Some of my favorites:

“I held my father’s hand as he died in that hospital room and realized I’d never held his hand before that moment.”

“As you were breaking up with me, all I could think about were those mornings when you compared the Pop-Tarts and gave me the one with more frosting.”

“One night on ecstasy, I stopped a fight between two drag queens in the ladies restroom and then I made them give each other a hug.”

“My online dating service matched me with my cousin.”

“My mother called me to do a chore and i responded, “What you need, woman,” to which my father chided, ‘Your mother is NOT a woman!'”

“I married my husband on our first date, but it has taken me more than 5 years to decide what colour to paint our dining room.”

“His efforts were so valiant, I didn’t have the heart to tell him it was front clasp.”

“Recently I realized that I waste my life on the internet … and published this insight in a blog.”

“I’ve never been as proud as I was when I sat down and honestly said, ‘Yes, as a matter of fact, I HAVE been flossing.'”

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