“For sale: baby shoes, never used.” So begins and ends the shortest story Ernest Hemingway ever wrote. 6 words – no more, no less. There is much debate about his intent. Some say it was a dare. Others, simply to prove a point. And one view is that he was bemoaning the declining state of the short story.
To me the reason is secondary to the story. Read it again – as a story. Think about it. I find that it opens my imagination like popping the cork on a bottle of champagne. The possibilities; the emotions; the potential; the promise – all unlimited – restricted only by my own imagination and perception.
This is elegance in its truest form.
Which of course got me to think about why it so often takes us so long to say so little? Why we can’t let imagination, perception, and intelligence build on our thinking; add to our ideas; enhance and complement our views and opinions.
So I turned to a source that while often lengthy in form can say more in a sentence or two than most of us can articulate in an hour of PowerPoint:
“Brevity is the soul of wit.”
– William Shakespeare
Wit by the way is defined as: The natural ability to perceive and understand; intelligence.
And with that I end…