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06 July 2006 @ 10:24 am
A Challenge experiment  
OK, seeing as we're starting to settle a bit, I'd like to propose a challenge:

The Road Not Travelled.

Word limits: between 50 and 500
Details: In whatever form you like (bulletpoints, poetry, prose, haiku?!) write about the paths you chose not to take, and how they've affected you.


You can focus on anything you like, or tell the whole story. It might be Theism/Atheism, or choosing to reject Christianity in search of something else.

In my case, it's been about Spiritualism/Psychic powers, and finding mystical Christianity and Celtic Christianity.

I'm setting the word limits to encourage people to be concise and to focus - discussion and explanation can appear in comments to a post.

If you have other suggestions for challenges, or would like to ask questions, please post here.

ETA please give responses their own posts. They deserve them :)
 
 
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Wendy: Jack Skellington - What's This?here_be_dragons on July 6th, 2006 07:01 pm (UTC)
Question - since you've said word limitS, does this mean you're looking for separate pieces on each path not taken? (I'm rather hoping you are, since for me to do more than one in under 500 words would REALLY be a challenge). :D
Poetry, god and Blistersangelofthenorth on July 6th, 2006 09:50 pm (UTC)
No, those are the Upper and Lower limitS. :)

The idea is to get people to be concise. You can do the challenge as many times as you like, but at reasonable intervals.

I put the limits there because I know there are people that could write pages, but that would be difficult to read. And i know some people struggle to write, and I didn't want them to be intimidated by people writing screeds.

My hope for this community is that everyone will find their own voice.
Sharon: Peppersazriona on July 7th, 2006 04:07 pm (UTC)
I remember the moment very clearly. I was about ten or eleven, and it was Saturday night. The sky was streaked purple and pink, and my mother was leaving for Saturday evening services - so it must have been around five o'clock, and being dark that early, winter. Yes, it was winter - she was wearing the brown tweed coat.

My brother and I were sitting on the couch, watching television. And my mother, ever the good Catholic, asked us, "Are you ready to go to services tonight?"

I think I'd known for a while by then, but I hadn't know how to tell her. How do you tell your mother that you don't want to practice her religion? How do you tell her that those years of CCD and playing the angel in the nativity play will come to naught. I remember when I was seven, and was selected by the nuns to read a bit of the service to the congregation one Sunday, and I was too little to reach the podium, and my favorite nun had to hold me up so that I could speak into the microphone.

My brother and I did not move.

"I don't think I want to go," one of us said. I think it was me; it must have been me. The expression on my mother's face - sorrow? pain? or was she merely resigned? Had she known nearly as long as we had, and it was only then that she accepted it?

I know it was never spoken of again, that night when my brother and I said, "No, thank you, we'd rather not be Catholic." And my mother, perhaps after she went to church and prayed, accepted our decision whole-heartedly.

But sometimes, when I am in a Catholic church, and I hear the organ swell, I remember the comfort that the motions and the words gave me when I was little, and I wonder what might have been different had I put on my coat that night and joined my mother after all.
Poetry, god and Blistersangelofthenorth on July 7th, 2006 04:09 pm (UTC)
Wow.

That's beautiful.

That's really really beautiful. I'm lost for words.

Thank you.

(P.S. Would you post it as its own post?)

PPS - CCD?
Sharonazriona on July 7th, 2006 04:43 pm (UTC)
I can't remember what it stands for, but CCD = Catholic Sunday School. I think it may have been special prep classes for first communion, but I might be wrong.
Poetry, god and Blistersangelofthenorth on July 7th, 2006 04:44 pm (UTC)
Confraternity of Christian Doctrine (Catholic Religious Education) according to the intermaweb.

:)
Sharonazriona on July 7th, 2006 04:49 pm (UTC)
Dude, no way I would have remembered that at the age of seven!

(Posted, btw.)
Poetry, god and Blistersangelofthenorth on July 7th, 2006 05:04 pm (UTC)
COOL, thanks.

(it's partly so that we have more than just the mods posting :)