About Shari_Berkowitz
Getting screwed for following the rules.
Blog by frogma. Sailboat ads (the stories are written between the lines). Ravelry. This six word habit has killed my attention span!
Cheesy mysteries from various historical times/exotic locales. I currently have two series I follow that take place in Old New York. This is my shameful secret.
Lately, it is the six word memoir that started it all off: (Hemmingway: For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.) Such a tear-jerker--so perfectly done.
A paper on speech perception in bilinguals.
My Stories
- New car; nobody to throw money.
- Wait, how did I get here?
- I divorced him, not his family.
- Every religion has beauty..and tyranny.
- Who will help me stand up?
- He tucks me in long distance.
- I'm almost all grown up now.
- I haven't friended my children...yet.
- The Click of Death got me.
- we flip between Fox and CNBC.
- He left me here to drown.
- Twenty-fifth wedding anniversary...getting a divorce.
- Our rustic, lakeside cabin recharges me.
- Adopted: love is thicker than blood.
- Should we have stayed in Madrid?
- It's all part of the adventure.
- "College isn't for everyone," she said.
- We won by starting on port.
- He's a liar, I'm a patsy.
- Everyone said our marriage was strong.
- My baby studies quarks and gluons.
- George Carlin would've needed seven words.
- Grandma drives in the left lane.
- Daddy died waiting for Opening Day.
- "That's my dad's girlfriend," he said.
- Finally found my genre: Six Words
- Father's Day only pains me now.
- Cigar smoke, scotch, Ralph Lauren Polo
- I no longer recognize my life.
- Can I love yet another family?
- Shabbat candles? Beside his rosary beads.
- I no longer eat the leftovers.
- Attachment Theory leaves me feeling unloved.
- A Nice Jewish Girl singing Gospel.
- I want to see the elephants.
- I'm done looking over narcissists' shoulders
- I'm done looking over narcissists' shoulders
- Still working on my dissertation. Really.
- Depression cure: knit blankets for orphans.
- Me first for the first time.
- I'll never know my birth story.
- The Spanish sun warms my soul.
- Some days, one friend is enough.
- Every other weekend and Tuesday nights.
- Nobody comes, but I still cook.


