Thanksgiving is over. It is Monday. I am tired. I am hungry. I like to read. I like to write.
Monday, November 26th, 2007
Most Monday mornings, it’s all I can do to wrap my mind around six words. (Lucky thing, then,
that six words can say so much.) But this morning, fresh off a holiday weekend, and fortified with family, friends, and tryptophan, I’m feeling a little more ambitious.
Enter this lovely, lit-y, little blog, where I can indulge in all the wonderful stories that can be told in an expansive six sentences. Don’t miss the contributor bios, which are just as varied and interesting, describing community college kids, lead singers, biology profs, parents, and Pushcart winners.
As thousands of you are finishing novels, I’m assigning myself a slightly smaller challenge—six sentences by December. Who’s with me?
great tip. there are some very good stories on that site and i found myself sitting down and writing my own six sentences. i find i’m relying more on the comma than i normally would =]
Roger, promise you’ll submit by 12/1?
6 SENTENCES - In a nutshell, one can find my life story. It’s simple, really: when I was born, my mother left me behind a hedge outside an office building. I grew up fending for myself, finding scraps of food in dumpsters and on the ground. I survived by my wits, stashing packets of discarded grub so no one else could find them, so I could dig them out later. Now I’m grown and I have found a new friend and she is lovely–we live together like tramps, roaming wherever whim takes us, climbing trees and playing like children. I especially like her big bushy tail.
already submitted. you’re my “get writing!” muse.