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Voicelessness and Emotional Survival => Voicelessness and Emotional Survival Message Board => Topic started by: Izzy_*now* on August 02, 2009, 06:51:54 PM
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Six-Word Memoirs by Larry Smith
(Milestone birthdays in half a dozen words.)
Ernest Hemingway was once challenged to tell a story in only six words. Papa came back swinging with "For sale: baby shoes, never worn." Good stuff.
Years later, SMITH Magazine, the online community I founded for personal storytelling, posed a similar challenge: Can you tell your life story in six words? Tens of thousands of people responded, and the six-word memoir was born. We published our favorites in a book, Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-Word Memoirs by Writers Famous & Obscure (Harper, 2008), the first in a series.
Here are a few favorites from the book:
Fifty, what the hell, just jump!
Slow learner: Life began at 50.
Barbie doesn't look 50, like me!
Defined at 21. Redefined at 57.
Nearing 60, still on rough draft.
Sixty. Still haven't forgiven my parents.
Age 70. Sexy dreams. What's next?
Yoga, meditation, workouts, art. 75. Strong.
Zero to 60 and still accelerating.
Sixty years pissin' in the breeze.
Sexy at 60, going for 70.
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My sister sent me that and my first thoughts were"
"Born, laughed, cried: broken and died!"
I had no idea I was so morbid!
Iz
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Broken at 15. Broken at 49.
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Shadow of a person seeks existence.
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darkness feeding fleeing seeking suffering freed...hope
six is not a number I like very much I prefer the number seven so I am going to break the rule and add one more word to make the biography of six words seven:
"HOPE"
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Hi Iz,
Still bobbing around in pond slime!
tt
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Well I guessed we would be a 'sad' group. This is interesting!
Special note to TT. I'm glad you didn't put a question mark at the end of yours. I read it that way first and didn't remember using that expression..................... there I go again!
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Born survived lost found no fear.
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Human, end of line, no descendants.
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I love this Izzy: )
I'm going to think about it and come back.
Mo2
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Beagle with ears like condor wings.
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Good one Izzy!
Trying to survive, evolve, become humble.
Sela
PS: Hiya P!
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Ummmm, Hops, lol?
I was drinking water while reading your memoir.
::tapping foot::
Reminded me the netti experience. ::wiping screen with chidlren's sock::
Who.....
is the beagle?
And
why.....
are his ears like condor wings?
Now I've completely forgotten my memoir, lol.
Mo2
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Happy shy child, gone to wolves.
If only I'd learned self trust.
Within, yet another storm, finding center.
Choices? We do what we must.
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Purposely Created
Pathologically Oppressed
Victorious Survivor!
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I like beagles.
My first pooch was a beagle. So gentle, such an ability to absorb all my sadness.
I would even, when I was very small, crawl in her little dog bed with her. She'd let me squash damply against her and just absorb it.
They seem to me to be among the most emotionally trustworthy creatures in the cosmos.
They are ubiquitous 'round here...lots of hunting dawgs left to breed, so the shelter is full of them. Confused, patient. Sweet. They have silly bugly voices. They run away a lot because they are supposed to be smelling everything across an open field, not on leashes! But when they're pets, they put up with it sweetly.
In a dull little beagle, might be large and unexpected things, great talents, inspirational abilities.
Condor wings? Breathtaking. Endangered. And will only survive if we humans get serious about where we live...
Plus, it's just funny.
When really asked to really think of myself, then...it feels best to see how absurd I am.
I like laughing at myself. (Flap, flap, buglebugle...awoooooo!)
xxoo
Hops
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Hey Hops, Snoopy, in Peanuts, eh? A beagle?
Your post made me think of that happy, jumping, talking, sometimes oblivious, funny little dog! The I searched him and his ears are kinda short but sometimes get longer and skinnier the happier he is, or the higher he jumps.
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In six words?
"Reactived my account. How ya'll doing?"
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Good one!
Welcome back. seasons
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Oh, Hops....
what a touching story.
It makes my heart warm to think of you, snuggled in that little bed, comforted.... receiving fellowship from that little beagle.
My Grandparents had a little beagle named "Rusty." He was a very happy hunting dog.
Mo2