I’ve never been much of a Hemingway fan (a little too much testosterone for my liking), but his six word short story – “For sale: Baby shoes, never worn” – is a little bit of brilliance. Apparently the editors over at SMITH Magazine thought so too. They asked writers big and small to write their own six-word memoirs and they’ve compiled them into a book – Six Word Memoirs on Love & Heartbreak. I’m liking Hanorah Slocum’s “If I get Chlamydia, blame Myspace.”
Not to be too sappy, but here’s mine:
Terrorism, earthquake, and then came him.
Wait, that kind of makes my husband sound like a disaster. Here’s another:
Knows I’m crazy. Loves me anyway.
Ok, now your turn. I want to see some six-word comments, please.