SIX WORD MEMOIR FULL

SIX WORD MEMOIR FULL

“My career has come full circle.” Next, Justin Taylor-reddish hair, beard (“Former child star seeks love, employment”). She did not wear a nametag: “It’s hard to summarize your life.” Nearby was the author Maryrose Wood (“Divorced! Thank God for Internet personals”). Sticky notes and markers up front: “Write your memoir on your nametag!” In back, Alex Cummings, twenty-six (“Arab hillbilly goes to New York”). ” You could spend a lifetime brainstorming. Wistful recollections work so does repetition: “Canoe guide, only got lost once.” “Birth, childhood, adolescence, adolescence, adolescence, adolescence. “Eat mutate aura amateur auteur true” (Jonathan Lethem’s nesting-doll-like memoir). (“After Harvard, had baby with crackhead.”) That doesn’t rule out dazzling nonsense. Then nothing happened.” Or to blurt out something angry: “Everyone who loved me is dead.” “Try to use specifics,” Smith added. There’s the temptation to be ironic: “Born in California. “Try not to think too hard.” That’s from SMITH’ s editor, Larry Smith. met Bill iron will.”) Something from Obama would be nice: “Hope is stronger than dope, kids!” A Canadian minister has done Jesus’: “God called Mother listened I responded.” Quieter lives can be condensed, too. Where’s Eli Manning, and Katie Couric? (“Little brother big game last laugh”? “Morning girl goes serious at night”?) And what of the Presidential candidates? (“From Ill. Hello, Si!” “Well, I thought it was funny.” “Couldn’t cope so I wrote songs.” (Graydon Carter, Stephen Colbert, Aimee Mann.) Mario Batali makes a memorable appearance: “Brought it to a boil, often.” So does Jimmy Wales, of Wikipedia: “Yes, you can edit this biography.” Still, there are not nearly enough. And, happily, spliced in celebrity autobiographies: “Canada freezing. Memoirs from plumbers and a dominatrix (“Fix a toilet, get paid crap” “Woman Seeks Men-High Pain Threshold”). It started as a reader contest: Your life story in six words. The book’s originator: SMITH online magazine. “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” Slightly sappy, but a decent sixer.) (Legend: he wrote a miniature masterpiece. The forebear, it’s assumed, is Hemingway. “Not Quite What I Was Planning.” A compilation of teeny tiny memoirs. But then-why shouldn’t it be? Life expectancies rise attention spans shrink. Exploited by texters, gossip columnists, haikuists.

Six word memoir