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Sunday, 20 February 2011

First Crusader Challenge

The requirementsfor this First Crusader post are:
In 300 words or less, tell us:
• one secret
• one lie
• one interesting quirk
• one annoying habit
                                   • one of your best character traits
                                   • one of your favourite things in the whole world.
The post can be in any format, including poetry (for those poets among us), but must include the random words, “bloviate,” “fuliguline,” “rabbit,” and “blade”.

Most of you will not know this, but a few years ago I changed my name by deed poll from Sara to Madeleine, because I was so sick and tired of people mispronouncing and misspelling my name. You see I was a Sara without the H; in other words pronounced like hair not car and yet when I tried to explain this to others they would look at me askance and then proceed to bloviate as if they knew best about it. I have to confess that my usual courtesy flew out the window with a fuliguline awkwardness and their insensitivity cut me like a blade. Okay so I have been called rather anally retentive about my name, but hey at least I'm prepared to admit it.
        In those early days I couldn’t drown my sorrows in a Costa Coffee, so I just seethed inwardly feeling impotent with rage;  my off-the-wall sense of humour having quickly disappeared like a rabbit down a hole. Eventually I found ways to take my revenge such as adding an h onto the end of their names or placing my shockingly cold, Raynauds hands onto the nape of their warm, exposed necks. So I must send a thousand apologies to anyone whose name I may have ever misspelled, myself.  Of course while I now erroneously get called Madeline, at least amendments come with an apology, which is lovely.

(235 words)
I may have revealed something about me that isn’t strictly true, can you guess what it is?”
Come back later in the week for the answer.

Write1sub1update: I still feel rough with my virus, which keeps coming and going like a pantomime!  'Oh yes she is (getting better) Oh no she isn't!'
So I've not submitted anything this week and I got a rejection letter back for the poems I submitted earlier.
Hope to be better next week and maybe catch up.