2015 October Platform Challenge: Day 31 – Leave a Comment

This came into my inbox: 2015 October Platform Challenge (link). I almost deleted it. Almost. Then the voice on my left shoulder (we’ll call him Muninn) cawed, “You have been wanting to work on this skill as long as I can remember.” Not to be outdone, the voice on my right shoulder, (let’s just say he’s named Huginn) cackled, “I really think you should do this.”

So sleeves up, I am committed to this month of daily challenges! Here goes…

2015 October Platform Challenge: Day 31 – Leave a Comment

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The instructions for today are: “Leave a Comment”

Huginn shakes his head, “Well that was sneaky of him.”

I lift an eyebrow. “You mean making the final challenge into a ‘give me feedback’ call-to-action?”

Huginn nods.

Muninn nods as well, “Even I must admit, I’m not sure how that builds YOUR platform. I see how it builds his.”

“Careful there,” I caution. “You need to look for the lesson behind the challenge.”

The two birds look at me and blink, once. They’re so unnerving. I actually don’t believe that I might be seeing something they aren’t, so I power on, “The unspoken lesson is to create a call-to-action that actually generates action in the form of useful feedback.”

“Are you quite sure that’s his intention?” Muninn asks.

I shrug, “I have admitted on numerous occasions that I’m the world’s worst telepath. Do I know for sure that’s what he’s playing at? No. Am I trying to make sense of it through the filter of how it could help a participant? Yes.”

Huginn eyes me critically. “So I assume you’ll give him his feedback. Then what?”

“Then I’ll do my best to fit 403-hours of work into every single 24-hour day so I can accomplish all of the best-practices that I’m supposed to accomplish.”

“No, bonehead, what about us?” He demands.

“Wait… you? Huh? Odin established your platform back before there was recorded history.”

Muninn shakes his head, “My eternal companion is asking if you are done with us now that the challenge is concluded?”

I feel as thought I’ve entered an alternate dimension. Are Odin’s spies worried that I’m leaving them behind?

Am I leaving them behind?

I only need a heartbeat to organize my thoughts before I know the answer. “Guys, you will always be a part of my life. I specifically needed you for this challenge, and I shall need you again any time I’m trying to figure out my way in this world.”

They must have been incredibly tense, because as I said that their feathers laid back down and they started breathing normally again.

I motion them close and wonder if it’s safe to hug these mythic beings. “Because of your vision and knowledge, I am ready for November’s challenge – National Novel Writing Month. You have filled my creative cup, but to succeed next month, I will need dogged perserverence and long tedious hours banging away at the keyboard.” Huginn narrows his eyes so I quickly add, “such menial tasks are beneath you two. I’ve asked Failinis, the hound of Lugh Samhildánach, to be my companion for November.”

Muninn starts at this, “Lugh’s hound?”

I nod.

I see him thinking through the legends, “Ahh… I see. Invincible in battle, caught every wild beast it encountered… yes… those traits will help you win November’s challenges.”

“But…” Huginn begins, “…but… but…”

I risk it and hug them for a moment. “You are always welcome to fly beside me as I make this journey.”