The Hemingway legend is that his friends bet him, or he bet his friends, about the ability to tell a complete a story in 6 words. Here is what he came up with:
For sale: baby shoes. Never worn.
A bit of a downer, right?
Here are two I came up with. I tried to summarize how some of you might be feeling.
1. Summer class. Friday session. This sucks.
2. Friday summer class. Happy hour after.
3. Summer class. Rain. No Oval Beach.
Another example: “Fresh fish here for sale” is the sign outside your little shack on the water. Eliminate all unnecessary words.