I've thought a great deal over the past two or so years about the six word memoir project that's made the social media rounds.
This is its genesis.
I could never distill mine so consequently never played along.
Until now.
It hit me the other day so here it is:
I travel. I write. I love.
You are invited to play along in the comments if you so desire.
You don't have to, but you are welcome.
Writing the Good and Bad of Childhood in Picture Books
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10 comments:
I think, therefore I am dangerous :)
Hmm, must ponder my six words, but I think you found some that suit you well!
Good words. As for me, i'd have to think a while.
Virginia, Undisputed Queen of the Goobdom.
*runs away, giggling*
LOL, Wayne.
Thanks, Crabby.
Thanks, Messymimi.
Excellent, VL.
love this.
I have written many many of these (for me. in my paper journal) as well.
Wow. I'd have to think about mine. Yours is wonderful!
- Only six? More challenging than Haiku.-
Yours are wonderful.
Thanks so much, Hilary.
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