My pal Dr. Virago threw down the gauntlet, or at least let a mitten drop gently to the floor, earlier today with her post on writing a six word memoir. After devising her own, she suggested that I would not be able to fit my life into a mere six words (whether that suggests I've led an interesting life or am hopelessly wordy, I don't know).
Oh yeah?
As I commented on her blog, the perfect six word memoir for me already has been written (by Tolkien):
Not all who wander are lost.
What? I can't have my six word memoir ghostwritten, as it were, by one of the greatest authors in the English language, who also gifted to me my enjoyable Boromir/Faramir/Eomer/Witchking crushes? (Oh yeah... Witchking? Totally hot. Like Darth Vader but medievally.)
Well, okay. Then here it is, in my own (six) words:
It seemed like a good idea.
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Awesome! That's *perfect* -- both Tolkien's six words *and* yours.
Speaking of both/and...you wrote: whether that suggests I've led an interesting life or am hopelessly wordy, I don't know. No, my dear, that's both/and, not either/or! :)
Just kidding. You're a former journalist -- you know when to rein in the verbiage. And you *have* led an interesting life.
PS -- but where's your illustration?
yes, where *IS* the illustration?
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