Groundhog Day is approaching, at least the end of the month of January, and the call for stories related to this most inauspicious event. It's really just an excuse to have more reading material, but that is a worthy cause.
Also, please feel free to post drabbles. Just include a drabble tag on it so we can find our quick read for the day.
I've put the links into the sidebar, but if you think of any that should be there as well, just post it and I'll add it to the list.
I will admit that this forum is, as yet, not clearly defined as to content and long term objectives; that is assuming that some are needed. If you have ideas or want to take on a role of some sort, the doors are wide open.
svetlanacat4 has done a lovely poster for us, promoting our theme of
Peace Through Handsome Intervention, and it is quite handsome indeed.
If you are like me, or like I was when I first saw MFU, the sight of these two men won me over immediately. My friend Nancy and I made our own ID cards, and I, being the artist, created a logo as much like the real one as I could manage. We had stationery, and little boxes and whatever we felt mimicked secret organization paraphernalia. I'm quite certain we had a communicator, although I don't remember the construction of it, exactly.
I also have vivid memories of crawling around in some exotic growth behind a neighbor's fence, going on a mission there in that quasi jungle. For whatever reason, the people in that house had planted a large number of plants that became a spot for carrying out covert missions, as it was very exotic. Thinking back on it now, I have to wonder what the purpose of that collection of ferns and elephant ears was accomplishing behind the fence in our neighborhood's oversized open space of undeveloped land. It later became the sight of a hospital, but for years we dug holes and built forts, played MFU and army... Do kids do things like that anymore?
If you have a story of your childhood, of playing the games of MFU and missions and 'pretend', it would be great to read about them. I can't be the only one who lived that life of make believe.