Archive for the ‘Updated’ Category

Picking up pieces

Posted: November 6, 2016 in Updated

So I’ve been gone for quite a while, obviously.

I had a brain injury just over 3 years ago and lost a good portion of my memory. I’m slowly remembering things and have decided to pick up this project where I left off. It’ll be a while between posts; I can’t predict when I’ll remember things.

That’s all for now.

Charity Project – For the Writers!

Posted: December 10, 2010 in Updated

Hi everyone!

TSOE has a project in the making. We hope to, at some point in the near future, begin to offer our Secret Authors the opportunity to have their books published and available for purchase, with proceeds directed to their charity of choice.

This is still a baby idea at the moment, so updates will be coming periodically.

If you wish to become a Secret Author, please read the guidelines here. Authors who wish to participate send an e-mail to thesecretstoryofelle@gmail.com for more information.

For the past few months, TSOE has had a freeze on new authors due to the amount of stories coming in. The freeze will (obviously!) be lifted once we’re ready to move forward with the publications project.

If anyone has any questions, please feel free to contact the administrator at thesecretstoryofelle@gmail.com

More details soon!

Happy winter!

– TSOE

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The Secret Story of Elle

Update!

Posted: December 10, 2010 in Updated

Hi everyone!

Michael Princip’s newest chapter is up for reads. Take a look at it here.

Happy winter!

Promised updates and TONS of photos!

Posted: August 25, 2010 in Updated

Aaaand, they’re here! A quick update on a few things; more to come tomorrow!

Chapter 22 of Michael Princip’s story is up! Read it here: Chapter 22: Morning Wood – Part II

Chapter 1 of Scarlet’s story: Chapter 1: Part 1

Chapter 6 of Jacky’s story: Chapter 6: Moving

Zora Bleu is our new author for August/September! Hopefully a bio will be up soon. For now, read the first part here.

Want to know who reads TSOE? Amsterdam, apparently. Our Amsterdam contact sent in photos of a tagged waste can in a public Amsterdam washroom. Cool, huh?

Tagged washroom; Amsterdam


Tagged washroom; Amsterdam

Ready for Michael’s D.C. photos? Here they are!

Washroom; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged rail; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged paperbox; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged sign; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged wall; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged paperbox; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged wall; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged paperbox; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged post base; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged payphone; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Carved post; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Carved post; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged bookmarks; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip


Tagged wall; Washington, D.C. Photo courtesy of Michael Princip

**Please note that TSOE does not encourage the act of defacing public property, and/or any other act that defies any applicable law.


As you all know, Michael Princip took a pit stop in Washington, spread some TSOE love, and took a few photos. He was kind enough to write about his trip. Next stop? Los Angeles, CA.

Note:

I love watching people, it is the artist in me. I like to visit cities and walk the streets with my camera, photographing the unnoticed, and meeting them. I spent four months with a homeless man in Austin, a British guitar player named Johnny English. He imparted his psychotic view of reality to me. The world to him is a myth, designed to suit his pleasures. He was homeless because it was his will to do so, and he could at any time rise up and rule the earth, but he enjoyed being homeless too much.

A million years later.

On the streets again, this time the nation’s capitol. I walked down the streets trying to blend in. Nobody seemed to notice me as I would stop and frame up a photograph. Low angles, are a favorite. Candid images of people caught in silhouettes, and people’s feet are a close runners up. I was taking a photograph of some interesting graffiti and happened to notice in my viewfinder, some writing. In loose script, a web address:

thesecretstoryofelle.com

I was astounded. Someone here has read our stories and is helping to spread the project. I took a photo of the link and kept walking. I noticed it in small out of the way places everywhere.

At one intersection, just after I stopped to photograph an annotated newspaper vending machine, I felt a hard hand clasp my shoulder. The hand instantly pulled me back to the unit. I was about to be dropped. I spun, ready to attack. It was a large homeless man.

“Hey man,” he said, ” I don’t know if you could help out a brother, but. . .”

He introduced himself to me as Rodney. Rodney was recently released from a federal prison and was out on his own for the first time in fifteen years. It had been less than a week. He had an altercation with his girlfriend, and he had clapped her ears with two bricks in a rage. She was in a coma for three months, and woke up just before his trial. This was the only thing that saved him from a life sentence.

I told him that I knew where he was coming from. Told him about the units in Texas. He was impressed. Rodney then asked me for change.

My wallet contained two dollars and twenty-three cents. I gave it to him. I then asked him for a favor.

I took a scrap of newspaper and borrowed a pen. I wrote down:

thesecretstoryofelle.com

And handed him the paper. I told him about the project, explained how I found it and how it helped me deal with things about myself that I have kept hidden for years.

He promised me that he would, turned and vanished into the crowd.

I love photographing city streets, it gives me peace. I like to photograph unnoticed, out of the way places. I walk down the empty city streets, stopping to take a picture as I continue on my way. The world is a little easier to deal with when viewed through a lens.

An empty intersection. Red traffic lights glowing. Harsh artificial street light illuminating the scene. Red green and yellow newspaper boxes lining two corners. Big blue mailboxes on the other corners. Closed empty restaurants, stores and bistros. I pressed the shutter button, stood and began walking. As I passed the newspaper boxes, I noticed the url scribbled on its side. I smiled inwardly and pressed on.


Elle has a new post up! It’s here.

Excerpt:

A real woman…does not keep her mouth shut. – Karrine Steffans

I’m not a real woman at 12 years old. At times I don’t feel like a real woman at 21 years old. What does a real woman do? Like Karrine Steffans, a real woman protects herself.

I did what I needed to survive. I found ways to put a stop to people hurting me, ways to sleep under a roof and find food. I don’t know if what I did was right or wrong anymore. Is it right to let people hurt you, and wrong to perform sexual acts for them so that they don’t hurt you? When you have no better choice other than to let yourself be hurt, is it really wrong?

Scarlet: A Caged Bird

Posted: July 29, 2010 in Updated

Scarlet’s story is bittersweet and heartbreaking. TSOE is thrilled to introduce her as July/August’s newest Secrets author.

You can read it here.

Excerpt:

“I think I know why the caged bird sings.


I’ve been in a cage before, and not of the iron-bar variety. Now, one could argue thateveryone has been in a cage at some point in his or her life, but most peoples’ cagesare mental; mine wasn’t. Or maybe it was, and the actual cage was a by-product.

I think the caged bird sings because the bird is safe, and it’s okay to sing…”


– TSOE