Behind every corner, a new truth awaits, tempting the promise of the unknown . This episode, we asked writers to share something they found, the unexpected discoveries that shape meaning, reasoning, perception. From dreams to admissions, awakenings and introspection, the question begs exploration- what have you found?
Our next theme will be "A Conversation Never Heard". Contribute at www.projectanonymitypodcast.com
If you could write a letter to you, a lifetime, a decade, a year ago- what would you say?
We asked writers to reflect on this question.
Some shared wisdom, some scattered the ash. Some simply held their former self close, for just a moment.
Next episode's theme is "What I Found"
Submit your essay via email: projectanonymitypodcast@gmail.com
or anonymously: http://freesuggestionbox.com/pub/guaqnse
As COVID-19 continues to make its mark on the world, we asked writers to submit their own accounts of their experience living through the pandemic. From bartenders to teachers, parents, skeptics, questioners and believers, everyone has their own unique story in this new reality.
Contribute your own themed essay:
General/Anything Goes: http://freesuggestionbox.com/pub/qpxxpcb
Letters to a Former Self: http://freesuggestionbox.com/pub/dxiiwai
Or email to projectanonymitypodcast@gmail.com
Project Anonymity is a platform for sharing our shipmates inward reflections, small fragments of the mind in the form of stories or essays without tying in an identity. Broad theme essays can be submitted online on an anonymous platform, and will be read by the hosts. There will be no discussion, no opinions, just the simple offering of the solace of relatability, the familiar sentiment spoken from the lips of a stranger; the beauty of of releasing some portion of being, settling the score to make room for a new round of growth.
In the blackest of nights, we can speak the loudest with our faces obscured from the light. For some, anonymity is a shield from the harsh judgement of the world, and for others, it’s a portal; words once held back by the dam of expectations spill forth, pounding the walls, demanding acknowledgement from every witness. Anonymity is freedom to speak words unspeakable. It is a step forward, or a new view from a step back; it is a brief encounter that leaves you permeated to an extent which might remain unseen for some time. Words surpass recognition, ringing above the heads of the ship’s passengers, solid, steady, Not alone, we forge on.
Submit your story here:
COVID-19 Quarantine essays: http://freesuggestionbox.com/pub/zbglkpt
