It’s All MIne
OMG – Two weeks in a row and I’ve missed my Monday deadline. My sincere apologies to all especially last week’s contributors!
As we continue this journey following in Ernest Hemingway’s footsteps (and that’s pretty impressive) I just want to inform anyone who has happened upon this blog today that I try to post Six Word Memoirs each Monday. It all started with Hemingway’s six word novel or at least story; His six words are perfectly chosen and loaded with inference and innuendo:
“Baby Shoes For Sale, Never Worn”
Smith College started a project which grew to receive national attention. The Smith project has been written about in the New York Times, AARP’s monthly magazine and in the New Yorker. And now Pbenjay’s Blog is humbly attempting to join in the fun and creative thinking experience. Each week, I invite my readers to contribute a Six Word Memoir of their own. Sometimes we have a theme, most times we don’t. I hope you’ll think about joining in the fun!
Forgive Me, I Did Not See – Lynne
The Grave Called Too Soon…Farewell – Laura
Darling I Cannot Love But One – Laura
Oops! I Took The Last One – Laura
He Sleeps, The Remote Is Mine – Pbenjay
Damn My Tweet Was Edited Out – Pbenjay
Divorce Wars = Kids Are Collateral Damage – Pbenjay
Bill Ding and his band of clowns are the security patrol for this blog site. He is a favorite toy from the 50*s. By the way sometimes a blog is just an ego-maniacal stream of conscience.
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