- by Tara Maya
six words for a hat: I dropped my cigarette to the floor
six words for a hat: I dropped my cigarette to the floor: “to write, to move forward, is to make irrevocable choices that narrow the possibilities and reduce and dispel the mysteries and magic of the story. So it seems like, for every word I add to this, the story becomes less than it could be. And that disappoints me somehow. It could have been anything, but it’s just what it is instead.”