"you give me fever
when you kiss me
fever when you hold me tight
Fever
In the morning
Fever all through the night"
- Peggy Lee
For those unfamiliar, here's a recap:
"Here's what I would like to do. I want to create a story that branches out in a variety of different, unexpected ways. I don't know how realistic it is, but that's what I'm aiming for. Hopefully, at least one thread of the story can make a decent number of hops before it dies out.
If you are one of the carriers of this story virus (i.e. you have been tagged and choose to contribute to it), you will have one responsibility, in addition to contributing your own piece of the story: you will have to tag at least one person that continues your story thread. So, say you tag five people. If four people decide to not participate, it's okay, as long as the fifth one does. And if all five participate, well that's five interesting threads the story spins off into.
Not a requirement, but something your readers would appreciate: to help people trace your own particular thread of the narrative, it will be helpful if you include links to the chapters preceding yours." -Splotches
There always has to be a start of a story, so here it is...
Whatever you do, DON'T FORGET THE LYRICS!
The ground crunched beneath my feet. Besides my noisy footsteps, I heard only the sound of the gentle crackling fire behind me. Its faint orange light lazily revealed my immediate surroundings. Beyond the glow, there was total blackness. I whistled. I took the small rock I had been carrying and whipped it away from me, expecting a thud, crack or plop -- but a soft yelp of a cry answered. (Splotchy)"Crap! I forgot all about Monster," I realized. "I must be drunker than I thought," I spoke aloud to no one in particular, though an owl answered my drunken slur. Ever since my neighbors have been giving me grief for the way Monster chases their cats and poops in their lawn, I haven't felt comfortable staying in my house. I'm pretty sure my landlady is thinking about evicting me, so I've decided to lay low for a while.
To the surprise of no one... (Freida Bee)
I hereby and irrevocably, inconceivably, irresistibly, unspeakably, and unabashedly (ok, a little bashedly) tag these fine bloggers (and not-blogging goddess):
The Lass
Utah of the Savages
DGuzman
Übermilf
Amy Sedaris
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5 comments:
drat
I have done as you asked.
Curses. Remember I just read this today. It will talk me awhile to get my writing chops in shape as you so charming pointed out yesterday or the day before. I answered your comment only, ignoring nicer commenters and in just the same tone of voice as I use to talk to Randal, that cheeky bastard.
So, okay, tomorrow, or the next day. I'll get right in it. But I need a nap now. Can you hear me whining?
And isn't Umbermilf the most annoying taggee. I hate when someone else gets an assignment at the same time I do and finishes it in the blink of an eye. Competitive broad, she is, or am I projecting.
Very nice!
When you bashedly tag someone, do you use a mace or a Thor's hammer kind of thing?
Look at my cheeks! They are bastardy!
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