Stanley Franks, a lively and happily-married young man, sadly, he is about to die. Not in a year from now, neither in a month or even a week, but precisely 1500 words from the time his physician announced him the terrible news. Not hours but words. Inevitably, as Stanley passes through various emotional stages, pondering on ways to deal with his distressing and mortal illness, suddenly, the words not only acquire a grave significance but also are rapidly drying out. Now, what would you do with your final (literally) word?
—Nick Riganas