Taking no prisoners. Including herself.

Why Yes: it’s another sexy, modern, pithy, interesting internet interaction, just as you wanted: get your hypertexted butt over to SMITH Magazine’s Six-Word Memoir Project and submit yours.

(I figure this is my best chance at publication, because God Knows why anyone would want to read more than 6 words of mine*[1]… )

I came up with:
Sour Green lemons dipped in maple syrup.

UPDATE 3/31/08: Per reader comment suggestion

And here this whole time I’ve been trying to write a memoir novel — I could have saved myself a lot of time had I known about this 99,994 words ago.

*[1] Word on the street is that self-deprecation is back in this year.

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3 Comments to “Six-Word Memoir”

  1. rplatsisimo says:

    Newly inspired, always tired, loving mother

  2. AJM says:

    I like it, but you do realize you have a FIVE word memoir: Lemon dipped in maple syrup. All lemons are sour, it goes without saying.

  3. Shannon says:

    I would normally concede a “touché” — however, have you ever had a meyer lemon (a cross between a true lemon and a mandarin orange or sweet orange) from my aunt’s tree? Like candy. Oh. to have my memoir full of lemons like that.

    Or you could be like my boyfriend, who eats lemons raw and concedes — as my face puckers in protest — that they are “not sour.”

    But if it does go without saying, then how about:
    Green lemons dipped in maple syrup.
    Green lemons thus being more unusable than yellow, and thus more stubborn to our desire for otherwise. Just like life, we must accept the intolerable bitterness as is.

    (then, of course, we find our sour little disappointments smothered in an unexpected sweetness and we hesitatingly dip in, and enjoy…)

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