six-word memoirs

Aceasta pagina este inspirata de cartea “Not quite what I was planning – six-word memoirs”, de “autori faimosi si obscuri”, editata de “Smith Magazine” in 2008.
In introducerea ei sta scris cam asa, fara sa citez ad literam:
< Legenda spune ca Ernest Hemingway a fost odata solicitat sa scrie o poveste in sase cuvinte. El a scris “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” Nu se stie cat adevar este in aceasta anecdota, dar cert este ca asa s-a nascut “povestea in sase cuvinte” si ca a tot circulat in jurul lumii litearare de ani de zile.
In noiembrie 2006, “Smith Magazine”, a venit cu ideea sa lanseze un fel de concurs de “povestiri personale scurte, scurte” – un fel de cine poate spune cea mai buna poveste in acest mod foarte succinct, in doar sase cuvinte.
Aparent, succesul a fost urias, submitandu-se zeci de mii de astfel de povestioare. Oameni de peste tot si-au exprimat frustrarile… “One tooth, one cavity, life’s cruel.”, aspiratiile… “Business school? Bah! Pop music? Hurrah!”, intelepciunea divina… “Savior complex makes for many disappointments.”, sau secrete ascunse… “I like big butts, can’t lie.”. Unii dintre acesti autori erau deja publicati, sau nume celebre in afara literaturii, altii erau absolut novice.
Astfel s-a nascut aceasta carte… ca o privire aruncata peste umanitate prin mii de mici ferestre… >

Mi-a placut foarte mult ideea… atat de mult incat m-am gandit sa o adopt si eu si sa va invit la… joaca!

Va las in incheiere cateva citate, care sunt fie filosofii de viata, fie experiente, fie refulari, resemnari, optimism sau pur si simplu ganduri de moment…

Tell your story. That’s my story. – Andy Goodman

Naively expected logical world. Acted foolish. – Emily Thieler

On the seventh word, he rested. – Stephen J. Dubner

Smart, humble, shy. Notice me, please? – Ryan Kucera

There will be no beautiful corpse. – Sharon Lewis

Polio gave me my happy life. – Ruth Thompson

Retired music teacher enjoys life’s symphonies. – Caroline Baker

Born in Baghdad, I said enough. – Shwan Taha

The road diverged; I took it. – Rachel Farris

Taught lies. Discovered truth. Neither matters. – Gautham Nagesh

Born in abject obscurity; never escaped. – James Blum

I can resist everything except temptation. – Carolina Conte

Accidents cause people – son is wonderful. – Laurie Rienhart

Learned to live with great loss. – Michele Wytko

Illiterate poet saw far too much. – Robert Strassburg

Adolescence, internet, internet, internet, internet, death. – Josh Rosenfield

Rich in degrees and student loans. – Barb Piper

I write stories. They come true. – Rebecca Wolf

Entire story written with quotidian nouns. – Tim Batton

Speaks mind especially when losing it – Ellis Reid

I’m the fine print; read closely. – Kristina Grish

Left house one day for cigarettes. – Sheila Ryan

Father, son, both hit by cars. – Gordon Hurd

Arty dad, rocker mom, crazy childhood. – Summer Pierre

When all else fails, start running. – Dean Karnazes

Lived in America. Came back different. – Nigel French

Like an angel. The fallen kind – Rick Bragg

Thank god the suicide attempt failed. – Rhett Miller

Slightly flabby, slightly fabulous, trying hard. – Amy Friedman

Wife: one; Degrees: two; Arrests: seven. – Patrick J Sauer

Learned. Forgot. Better off relearning anyway. – Brian DeLeeuw

I answer to the name Mom. – Lynne Chesterton

Asked for love. Received confusion. Waiting. – Irina Kendall

Still trying to impress my dad. – Shoshana Berger

Lived like no tomorrow; tomorrow came. – C. C. Keiser

Strived to become everything I didn’t. – Richard Tomas

Cancer for sure. Still no cure. – Jenn Siebel

God, grant me patience. Right now. – Michael Castleman

Outcast. Picked last. Surprised them all. – Rachel Pine

Woke up, fell down, exited sideways. – Jim Clupper

Was rebellious teen. Now raising one. – Michelle Ganon

Born with glaucoma… fading to black… – Susan Giusto

Multiple miscarriages. Cousin will carry baby. – Joanna Brody

Risked it all; wasn’t quite enough. – Greta Orris

Liberal by 18. Conservative by 40. – Pat Ryan

All of my students hate me. – Sharon Fishfeld

Many hands have kept me afloat. – Nick Flynn

Learning to be great at mediocrity – Christopher Rieger

Can my words have footnotes, please? – Amy Harbottle

Does my biological mother cry sometimes? – Steven Schmidt

Born at 23, childhood doesn’t count. – Krissy Karol

Young optimist: proven wrong. Prematurely old. – Buzzy Potter

I asked. They answered. I wrote. – Sebastian Junger

I still make coffee for two. – Zak Nelson

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