Monday, April 6, 2009

Getting to know you: Secrets

Do you have a secret?

Well, what is it??!!

Come on, we won't tell anyone. It will be just between us.

Besides, confession is good for the soul. Let's spill!

Although.....if you don't want to tell us your secret, that's okay, too. Tell us about the effect it has on you or your life.

p.s. thanks to Candy for the question!


Anonymous said...

I have two secrets.

The first is that I can't see myself in the mirror.

The second is

I don't want to tell you.

Maybe later.


Scruffy said...

Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig


dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig


Ninevah said...

Secret? Talk about a heavy question for my first visit to your group. I don't feel very comfortable talking about myself with such a mix of mon--I mean, strangers. You talk, I'll listen.

--Ninevah from Dividing Spirits

Aidan said...

Most of the time my visions come true even though I tell people they don't.

shy said...

"He then learns that in going down into the secrets of his own mind he has descended into the secrets of all minds."

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Aidan said...

Wow Shy. That's exactly how it is.

Dara said...

We all have secrets. And I'm not about to mention mine. Isn't it enough that I'm atoning for my sins all these years?


Dara said...

It looks like Ryuji-san is just as abrupt and rude with everyone else as he is with me.

I'm not surprised.


Dara said...

Once again, you give your opinion when it's not wanted.

Will you ever learn to control that tongue of yours?


Dara said...

You are simply unbelievable, Ryuji-san. I don't know why I ever spend time trying to talk to you!


Elaine said...

My secret wasn't always secret - now it is - whenever 'carers' know they make me appointment with the freaky head doctors:

I dream of my Mum's death and it makes me wake up screaming - apparently this is 'healthy' and 'good'.
In dream-land she's dead and I want to die.

I dream of Mum and food - us cooking - us eating the
drive-through's lukewarm fodder before we're even home -(every meal we ever shared has starred)- WHATEVER!
In food-land she's alive I forget she's dead and I'm sick to, in and from my stomach I heave and no amount of wretching makes the feeling go
This apparently is 'unhealthy' and 'not good'.

So it doesn't happen anymore - obviously


Fin said...

Maybe if you told us the second secret, you'd feel better. I think I already ratted myself out. All my secrets are out in the open here, 'cause I figured I was safe here.

Elaine 'still writing' Smith said...

Could I just confess that I am not actually manic depressive - Flower certainly has those tendencies but she's going through difficult days!

Uncle Will, the three boys in the neighbouring cottage with their two gay Dads and a handful of golden eagles should sort her out in the end!

Do you think I'll need to alter the wording to pitch it for Nathan's new game?

Anonymous said...

I do have a pretty big secret.

Hmm I don't know if I should tell you... I probably shouldn't. It's pretty scandalous. Well, I don't think it's scandalous but the villagers would never leave Aunty Goody alone if they find out. Oops. Pretend you didn;t hear that.

Aw look Scruffy hid his secret. I should do that too, but I can't dig like Scruffy. I am very glad this place has a dog.

Aiden I hope you don't find me rude- but are you a demon? I know I shouldn't just come out and ask but even witches can't see the future. I think. I've tried but I just gave myself a headache.

Not that I'm a witch! Please pretend you didn't hear that.

Aidan said...

Shadow and Fin and everyone,

Your secrets are safe with me. I already know them anyway, but I'm not going to tell. As long as you don't rat me out to my uncle about hanging out around here. That goes for you, too, Jase.

Fin said...

I don't rat people out. Especially fellow music lovers. I'm more Against Me, than Rise Against. But still, it's nice to have that element there. How old are you?

The Voice said...

Man, you have been in love with this girl a long time. What's your problem? You used to be the player. No girl could get away from you."
"I don't know what the problem is. She's just different. I don't want to mess up with her."
"How long are we going to be doing this? I can't continue to lie and be an idiot in the class. I'm supposed to be a man of God, a man of integrity.
They pulled up outside of the house they shared and went on in. Bernard threw his coat on a chair and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and a banana from the cabinet before returning to the living room and flopping onto the couch. With his feet on the coffee table he pointed the banana at Franklin and shook it for emphasis.
"This act I'm putting on for you is making me look like a jerk and when you marry the girl she will never like me because she will think I am a liar and a fake.... If you don't tell her something before the next class I am going to have to exonerate myself by standing in front of the class and telling Carmella the truth. This is starting to get embarrassing."
--Franklin from "The Cooking Class"

Franklin-The Cooking Class said...

My secret is holding me back from the girl I love. I have a friend acting like he is interested in her just so he can tell me what she thinks of me. It is not working.

Anonymous said...

Hi Fin,

Okay, I'll tell.

I have a crush on a girl. In my 5th period class.

She's cute.


Aidan said...


I just turned 22. And I like most music, except for country.

Fin said...

Go for it. Don't live in regret.

What about bluegrassy folk? Have you heard the new Conor Oberst?

Goran Njiric said...

I'd say the closest thing that I have to a secret is that when I run into my father, I'm going to send him to an early grave. (Is it still an early grave if he's 84? I think that's a good time to die. It's only 2/3rds of standard life expectancy.)

I don't think I'm being too unreasonable here. Okay, maybe I am, and I'm probably not going to be able to kill him because I'm no killer... but I'm going to punch him in his withered old face and at least break -something- on him.

Sorry about that. I just got a letter from him today, the first in fifty years, that says something along the lines of "Oh, you joined the FGSS? They're evil, and you're stupid."

Right in the face.

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Ms. Mira,

Good morning, dear. You wish to know a secret? Oh my, shall I tell you?

Well, there is one secret I have never told a soul. I'm quite ashamed of what I did, you know. You see, I was in a baking contest many, many years ago. I was very young then. I made a delicious strawberry shortcake for the contest. I placed it on the table with the other cakes, and then I saw another strawberry shortcake. It was much nicer than my cake, dear.

Well, I was very young. I knew my rival had already left and well, I.....

Oh dear, I really am quite ashamed. Well, I suppose you can guess. I switched the labels on the cakes, dear. My goodness. Even years later, I am still quite upset with myself.

However, no harm was done, dear. The Boston Creme Pie won the contest. Yet, I am still quite sorry that I switched the labels, you know, dear.

But then, we all make mistakes, don't we, dear? We just have to do our best to do better in the future.

Have a lovely day, Ms. Mira.


Ms. Fettleston

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Aidan said...


I'm okay with bluegrass live, but not for the Ipod.

I never get to see live music anymore. My cousins say security is too sketchy at concerts. (As if I can't hear the enemy coming from a mile away.)

Aidan said...

Man Ms Fettleson,

I love strawberry shortcake. That sounds so good.

My cousin's been cooking--can you tell? He's a dead-on shot and wicked on a surfboard, but he sucks at cooking.

I'm not proud of it, but yeah, I'm a demon. And I'm actually the closest to our kind's purest incarnation, besides Big M himself--but it's not my fault! It's just cuz I'm a firstborn of a firstborn of a firstborn, and so on. That's why I can see the future, read minds, stuff like that.

Try not to hold it against me.

I think witches rock.

Charlene said...

...It's Tanessa.
Her indifference annoys me, she ruined my life, I was nearly killed then thrown in jail the last time we met, and I've never forgiven her for it. Every day I spend with her now I'm placing myself in danger of being killed.

And yet...I think I might be falling for her.

What the hell is wrong with me?


Troubadour said...

My secret is my past, but it is hidden from me, so I couldn't divulge it if I wanted to.

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Mr. Aiden,

Oh dear. Are you a Mr.? It can be so hard to tell here. Please forgive me if you are a Ms.

I make a scrumptious strawberry shortcake. If Ms. Mira will allow me, I shall invite all of you for tea.

Perhaps on a Saturday?

I shall serve my strawberry shortcake, blueberry scones, and, of course, my special oatmeal raisin cookies.

Oh, and tea, dear.

I do hope you'll come.


Ms. Fettleston

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Ms. Naomi and Mr. Ryuji,

My goodness. Such sparks. Are you married, dears?


Ms. Fettleston

Anonymous said...


I won't rat you out. You can't rat me out either.


Brokerage said...

No secrets. My life is an open book.

Aidan said...

Ms. F,

I'm a Mister, for now. I'm told someday I may achieve a form that doesn't have a gender. That would be too freaking weird.

All that sounds awesome, but I'm pretty sure my uncle would run my balls up a flagpole if I tried to ditch them, even for an afternoon.

Thanks for invite though.

Aidan said...

Agreed. No ratting out, Shadow.

Fin said...

Mrs. Fettleston,
I'm sorry that I confused you with my being a girl with a boys' name. I didn't realize how much confusion it would cause in here. I'm sorry I wasn't nice when I corrected you, too.

Bo said...

No secrets here, but I'm happy to keep yours, if you know what I mean. *wink*

Franklin, Shadow...take it from an incubus like me, just say hello, take them to bed, show them a good time. It'll all be great.

Ms Fettleston, you're hot! Let me know if you ever want some company. I'll always make time for you.

Like I said, I've got no secrets. But I do know someone who does. My boss, Kalila. Yeah, the djinn. It's such a big secret she doesn't even know it herself. I'd tell you, but she might kick me out of the band again, and-- Uh, oh. Gotta run. I'll be at the strip club if anyone needs me.

Kalila said...

Don't anybody listen to Bo! That sleazeball, I swear I'll fix him so he can't feed for a week!

I have no secrets. None. And even if I did, they're no business of humans.

Now where did my slutty bass player go? Oh, yes, the strip club. Figures.

Viola James said...

When I was in college, I lied to my parents. I told them that I was going back early for the semester because I had been selected for a special project by the school and really I was going back early to spend a weekend with a guy named Ben. Ben and I spent the whole weekend together. We ordered room service and brided the guy to refill our ice bucket so we wouldn't have to leave the room. It was amazing.

That was my only secret until recently... I am not sure if I can tell you the other secret. I am new to the rules of the... ummmm... "group" I have joined. I wouldn't want something bad to happen to you guys because I didn't check to see if I was breaking a rule by telling you. I will check and get back to you.


SMD said...

My secret is...he left me everything when he died. The house in Monterey, his old Mercedes that he loved more than anything, and all the pieces he hadn't sold yet.

I'm sitting in the middle of his living room, looking at more than one million dollars worth of glass art and knowing that I should have told him I wanted out much earlier.

Ten said...


Well, there's my baklava recipe. I don't even tell 'Bit that one.

There're my plans for 'Bit, but he might see those if I put them up here and do something stupid.

There's what I did as a kid, but I don't hide that so much as I don't remember and no one asks.

Then there's the whole head of state thing. It's not a secret so much as no one believes it. I mean, everyone knows that this big bad assassin lives at my address, and everyone knows the Monarch hires the assassin who lives at my address to clean up messes, but nobody connects the dots. It's cause I look too young for either job, I guess. I've got to get some falsies or something.

Meh. Shortcake sounds good about now. I'll bring some baklava if you save me a slice or three.

Vic said...

Hey, Shadow, I have the same problem with the mirrors. And with photos and videos. Ever tried to be a rock star that no one could take a picture of? Try talking to someone at your local funeral home. They have special makeup there that's for the dead. Works on the undead, too. Get you a good makeup artist and it'll look totally natural. Great for photo-ops.

Anyone want my autograph? I especially like ladies with Type O.

Christine H said...

I am Nighfala. I have no secrets. All I want is to follow my master. I am the night - quiet, searching, deadly when I want to be. But mostly I just want to be near him. He places his hand on my head and I feel his spirit and he feels mine.

He is tall and walks on two feet; he speaks with a mighty voice, or with a whisper. He weeps, or laughs. These things I do not understand.

He is an angel. I am darkness. Quiet darkness.

Christine H said...

Dear Vic,

I'm O+. You just totally gave me skeeves.


Aidan said...

Weird. I don't think I have a blood type.

My blood kills demons. Does that count as a type?

DESTINY said...

I know all your secrets, but you shall know none of mine. Until they are secrets no longer.

I am your Destiny.

Scruffy said...

Woof, woof.

Anonymous said...

Hi Bo

Does that really work? I can't say hello. I get nervous.

Hi Vic

Why can't you see yourself in the mirror? Are you a vampire?

I'm not a vampire. I don't drink blood.


Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Ms. Fin,

That's quite alright, dear. I had quite forgotten that interaction. You are a lovely young lady.

Have a nice day, dear.


Ms. Fettleston

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Mr. Bo,

My goodness. I am sure that I am old enough to be your grandmother.

You are a naughty young man, dear.


Ms. Fettleston

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear, Mr. Ten,

You do have many secrets, don't you, dear?

I have never had baklava, but I am sure it is quite delicious.

Have a nice day, dear.


Ms. Fettleston

Honey said...

Hello. I'm Honey.

Hello everyone, I love to meet new people! New people are the best. Although old people are the best too. Um, I don't mean old people, like people who are old, although they are the best,too, but I mean people I've known awhile. They are the best too.

I'm sure that you might be alittle confused by what I just said, but if you read it many, many times, you will realize that it makes complete sense, you were just reading it wrong.

Okey dokey.

Dara said...

Ms. Fettleston,

I would be horrified if I ever entertained the thought of marrying Ryuji-san! I cannot imagine being the wife of that boorish, insensitive...

Pardon me. I think I need a little fresh air.

--Naomi Rochester