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PROMPTuesday #35: The Secret

December 16th, 2008

(One more day for the Stocking Stuff Giveaway!) It’s over, baby.

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I apologize for delaying publication of this week’s PROMPTuesday. Thank you for the notes threatening me with non-specific injury to my person if I didn’t get on the stick. It’s just that I needed to know someone loved me. I know, I know, I’ve dragged you into my personal drama, but there you were, see.

Closer to the truth is that Toots had a Christmas show last night and I inappropriately groped the buffet pasta, leaving me righteously puffy and PROMPTless.

 

But a few explosive burps, and now here I am! (You must find me simply charming.)

 

So here is today’s PROMPT: Tell me a secret. Of course, I’d prefer it be a true secret. And about you. But I know where that can lead, and perhaps you’re not prepared for it. So let me addendum this: If you’d rather, write about someone who has a secret. Maybe a character you’ve concocted. Or someone in your family or a friend has a secret that you tell us all about fiction-style (or not, even better!).

 

As for me, I’ve got to think about the secret I will share. I’ve already told you how I practiced french kissing on my dog, so that’s out. But I’m sure I’ll come up with something equally as skeevy.

 

Meanwhile, here’re the rules:

 

  • Try to write your entry in 10 minutes. This encourages top-of-mind, primal thinking before the ego and judgmental brain kick in. Just set a timer, make your kid count to 600 slowly, whatever. It’s an honor system. And I trust you.
  • Aim for 250 words or less.
  • Please have fun. Don’t put pressure on yourself. Together, let’s rediscover the simple joy in the writing process.
  • Post your submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments.

 

If you’re new, read a bit about this weekly writing exercise here.

 

Or, catch up on the PROMPTuesdays archive here.

 

Now go out there and have fun writing about your deepest darkest!

 

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On December 16th, 2008, feathermaye said:

When I was fourteen, I had a make-believe boyfriend. His name was Jake.

I told all of my friends about him, concocted fantastical (yet believable, as I was already a story-tell) tales about my time with him.

He was handsome and tall and OLDER, naturally. He respected me and my age and my inexperience. He was patient with me in the way that only your “true love” can be. As I would tell my friends, he tempted me, but never pressured me.

Time passed and I eventually broke up with Jake to go to the end of the year dance with a boy who wasn’t imaginary. I did my best to never bring Jake back up in conversations with my friends.

Years later when I was high school, my best friend asked whatever happened to “good ol’ Jake”. I’m sure she knew that he had been a load of crap but had loved me enough to never say so.

Sadly, I was so embarrassed by the whole situation that I just played it off, saying I had lost touch when we broke up and never heard from him again. I’ve never revealed (until now!) that Jake was a complete and total figment of my imagination.

But man, what a good kisser! ;)

On December 16th, 2008, Last Place Finisher said:

I have plenty of secrets. But I’m much more interested in your secrets, the dirty little secrets in particular. They’re innocent enough, we all have them, there’s nothing wrong with telling me, I just want to know. You should tell me. You’ll feel better. Trust me.

Come to think of it, there are lots of secrets that I need to know. I want to know the famous secrets. Whether Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. Where Iraq really did hide those weapons of mass destruction. The names of the aliens who live at Area 51. Is is true that “Primary Colors” is Bill Clinton’s real story? And I would love to know Deep Throat’s real name.

On reflection, my unending curiosity would probably be satisfied if someone could just tell me this: What is Victoria’s secret? When I look at the catalog, holding it up with one hand, it doesn’t seem as if Victoria (to me they’re all named Victoria) is hiding much. What could she be hiding? Where is she hiding it?

I know that women know the answer. I know that women are purposefully keeping this from me. It started in elementary school, the day that they had all the girls leave the classroom for some meeting and they didn’t tell the boys why. It’s time to come clean. Tell me. Please, I just want the truth.

On December 16th, 2008, Auds at Barking Mad said:

Ohhhh this is a good one.

But why oh why did I have to come and read this after I’d already posted today!

Maybe this will be a two-fer Tuesday!

I’ll be back once I’ve gathered my wits (the few I have remaining anyhow) about me and finished writing.

On December 16th, 2008, matteroffactmommy said:

i’ve got secrets, but they’re too naughty and monumental to share. particularly here. but i will say that i had a complete and total crush on my 7th grade science teacher, Mr. Rowe. sometimes us gals would stay after class just to listen to him strum his guitar. from that point on, i have had a soft spot in my heart for men who sing and play the guitar. (i know, i know, what chick DOESN’T dig a guy who plays guitar and sings?!)

sorry deb, that’s all i got. love you though, even with the burps!

On December 16th, 2008, Blognut said:

I did it! I have officially participated in PROMPTuesday and it was everything I thought it would be!

http://blognut-moremindlessrambling.blogspot.com/

On December 16th, 2008, Cheri @ Blog This Mom! said:

Cheri’s secret is out and published under the title Wise Men Bring Gifts at Blog This Mom!

On December 16th, 2008, g said:

Ok, mine’s up.

http://www.doves2day.blogspot.com

And while we’re at it – can I just say?

If you post your writing in the comments, then it’s hard for me to give you feedback. If you post it on your blog (and maybe some of us wouldn’t want to – that’s another issue) I can go comment on it. If you post it in comments and your profile includes an email addy, I can send you a message.

But if you post it in comments and don’t have a published email, then poor me, all I can do is go to your latest blog post and post a completely unrelated comment about how wonderful I think your PROMPTuesday was.

So – for all those who receive a weird comment in your post about your holiday recipes or your child’s latest triumph – please understand.

On December 16th, 2008, MommyTime said:

The only secret I have right now, which I really want to write about, isn’t one I really want to put out there yet. But thanks for getting me to write privately about it at least. That does help me think through, which is something I really need.

On December 17th, 2008, vodkamom said:

yikes. let me think about that.

On December 17th, 2008, Steph said:

Secret? To share with the entire world? Hrm. I have one, and I’ve been dying to talk about it, but I’ve been advised that keeping my yap shut is better than spilling my guts. Dammit.

On December 17th, 2008, Momo Fali said:

I am in awe of your secret. My mouth is agape…better shut it fast before my dog comes and sticks her tongue in my mouth.

On December 20th, 2008, Me said:

Late, but I did it.

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