Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Short and sweet
In these times of instant feedback, short is in. Finally, those of us in the front row of every school photo have come into fashion.
[Oops, I guess that's not the kind of short that's in. Maybe some other time.]
One of my friends, writer and educator, Jo Mele of Diablo Valley College, introduced me to a book called "Six-Word Memoirs." I fell in love with the concept, and also latched onto "I Was Told There'd Be Cake."
Another example, written on a tombstone: "I told you I was sick."
Then there's the famous six-word story by Hemingway: For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
I started to think how I could sum up my life in six words.
My first attempts were very bland: (oh, dear, is that my memoir?)
• Mother was wrong; I am okay.
• First science, then fiction -- the same.
• Boston to California, oops, wrong direction.
Eventually, I got to the point: (oh, dear, is THAT my memoir?)
• The knife was not sharp enough.
• The glue couldn't keep it together.
What are your six words?