Apology

[beetiger]

Years ago, I developed an obsession with the Apology Line, a phone line out of Manhattan that people would call to confess anonymously, apologize to people who couldn't hear the apologies directly, anything they wanted to, everything for apologies to roommates for leaving dishes in the sink to confessions of rape to forgiveness offered to dead relatives. You could also call in and listen to everything people had recorded. I would do this for hours at a time. The voyeur and the priestess in me both feel called to this kind of thing.

reive reminded me of this by a recent post of hers, and since we have only a few friends in common, I hope she won't mind if I mooch this idea. I'm setting anonymous posting and no IP tracking on this post. Post your apologies, to anyone, anytime, as anonymous comments to this post. I'll post a few of my own once this gets started. Community catharsis. We can all use it.

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Circles of Magic

[(Anonymous)]

I'm sure all of you worked very hard on your submissions to that round-robin letter project, when we were all new and alone and there wasn't really the internet to share this kind of stuff yet. The pictures you hand drew were beautiful. And I know you had probably waited months to get assigned to a group, as I had. I procrastinated so long on my piece that I'm sure by the time I would have sent it out you would all have moved on, and I was embarrassed. The packet got lost a move or three ago, with the dollars for all of your postage contributions still in it. I'm sorry, and I hope all of you found good people to make your magic sing.