Six Word Memoirs


One night a week I teach a non-fiction writing class at the local community college.  The assignment I gave my students was to write as many "six word memoirs" as they could. The only rule was that it could only have six words.  Here are a few of my own.

I moved back to Pittsburgh...again.

Three cats and too many books.

Still trying to figure it out.

Can't believe I dated him...twice.

Wading through all the loose ends.

Summer in Europe, thirteen years ago.



Comments

Unknown said…
Oh, I love this exercise. We do it every year in my nonfiction class. Most years the students get so caught up in it. This year the majority just kind of looked at me...hmmmm. Anyway, here's my favorite--She sometimes chooses books over life.
Stefanie said…
Thanks, Jill!
I like your memoir. :)

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