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Authenticity — a matter of faith

In continuing to review some old-school lessons (want to write? READ) I’m trying something new with the blog here and again…. excerpting some of what I’m reading RIGHT now – and sharing the thoughts/discussions/arguments/emotions these writers have spurred in me.

Today, I am thinking about authenticity, thanks to Suburban Turmoil,  who discusses the reaction to her meeting up and befriending a slightly more …. traditionally Christian blogger and fellow parenting-blog award-winner, Angie.  While many of Angie’s readers were positive, Suburban is careful to stress, there were others….

Suburban Turmoil: “Christian”

They were bothered by the profanity on my blog. One mentioned my “immodest picture.” And there was more:
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Walls

No time to write? Try 60 second doses.

Okay, so usually I’ve been told, have benefitted from, and would recommend 60 MINUTE doses (or at least 10 minutes). Still, there’s something to even shorter spurts for kicking up ideas even when you’re feeling none.

And the lovely site, the One-Minute Writer, makes it easy, complete with a timer to track the seconds for you.

I tried this one Today’s Writing Prompt: Walls but the whole site is wonderful. And speaking of wonderful, so is the WordPress plug-in scrippets

Walls

INT. LIVING ROOM, SUBURBAN HOME, NIGHT

WASHWORDS IS HOLDING A RED GLASS BOX.

WASHWORDS

This box holds my lovely heart.

ME

The box is lovely. It is red and glass and catches the light. It is safe.

WASHWORDS

But the heart is inside. Inside is the rich, warm, fleshy love.

ME

Careful. You have to be careful. You’ll break it without the box

WASHWORDS

It’s only the box that could break. It’s the box that is made of glass,threatening shards of red and glass that prickle and stab that heart.

ME

Not if you don’t move it. Ever. Never ever open or adjust it.

WASHWORDS

If you don’t move it, it cannot breathe and it will die.

ME

Still. Safe.

WASHWORDS

And dead.

What walls do I want to knock down?

The jagged glass ones that seduce and appeal and dazzle and, on occasion, choke my heart.

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Returning (to blog): a haiku

to return, revolve
only requires a step
to restart, start now

(with a special shout-out to my Capital Kehillah friends and community, particular Rabbi Tamara Miller, for introducing me to this concept, worded slightly differently: to return takes only a single step in the other direction.)

See: Haiku You for more Washwords Haikus.

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