Putting one’s life description into only six words [1] is the subject of a new book, Not Quite What I Was Planning. [2]
This review published in The New Yorker [3]gives you the flavor:
It started as a reader contest: Your life story in six words. The magazine was flooded with entries. Five hundred-plus submissions per day. That’s two, three words a minute. “We almost crashed,” an editor said. Memoirs from plumbers and a dominatrix (“Fix a toilet, get paid crap”; “Woman Seeks Men—High Pain Threshold”). The editors have culled the best. And, happily, spliced in celebrity autobiographies: “Canada freezing. Gotham beckons. Hello, Si!” “Well, I thought it was funny.” “Couldn’t cope so I wrote songs.”
[Visit Amazon [2] “Search Inside” for a peak at some more examples].
Many of these six-word bios are quite clever. Sounds like a great way to plan one’s epitaph.
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