that song immediately came to mind when i read the LA Times review of a new book entitled
Six-Word Memoirs of Love and Heartbreak.
it's a collection of -- well, exactly what the title says: various authors sum up their relationships and their loves in six words.like:
this book is a sequel, of sorts. the editors got so many responses to their first installation (a NY Times Bestseller) that they had to publish again.I loved the idea of you.
Tomorrow, maybe, I'll sell the ring.
Heartbroken, until the bitch finally died.
It hurts even worse in French.
They never seemed crazy at first.
I thought we had more time.
the idea for the original came from the popular tale that Ernest Hemingway once won a bet that he could write a short story in just six words (his story was simply this: “For Sale: baby shoes, never worn.” so sad, right??)
at any rate, i haven't yet run out to pick up the book (it'll be on my coffee table by the end of the week - in time for Valentine's Day), but i have to share my favorite out of the relatively few already posted online:
Everyone's crazy except you and me.what would your six words be? hmmm???
i'm still trying to figure out my love story. when i do, i'll share it.
6 comments:
You scooped me, Fry!
I got "Not Quite What I Was Expecting" for Christmas. I love it. It's kinda like Post Secret. Voyeurism at its best.
My memoir would probably be "Searching For Things to Blog About"
without trying, you make me grow.
"You and I will always collide."
i want to hold your hand
You better pay for an abortion.
with one look you melted me.
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