The NY Times had a 13-Word Love Story Contest in honor of 13 years of their Modern Love column. I submitted a story. Last night they published a bunch of winners (out of 10,000 submissions). Once I read through them - so middle class, so granola - I realized that mine was WAY outside of their point of view. Compare it to the ones they liked - full of "BMW" and "craft beer" and "organic mac and cheese.
"Here's mine.
The start? Her twinkling nose stud. The end? The revolver under her pillow.
Look at the winners here.
You was robbed.
Posted by: SUE C KELMAN | 17 November 2017 at 10:23
You sent chocolate brownies with shriracha sauce. They wanted vanilla custard. Their loss.
Posted by: Charles Coe | 18 November 2017 at 13:44
Yours kicks ass. Honourable mention for the misspelled burrito, however.
Posted by: Marj | 18 November 2017 at 19:47