Group Writing on a Typewriter in St. Louis a wednesday night

[emmett_reiland]

Time had ceased to exist, or at least it had turned to slosh and seemed more
to be oozing along at a snail's pace than flowing smoothly as time would usual
usually tend to do. if i had found a raft, hhuck finn would have furned a cheek to
his hanky. He picked his pocket and felt for a buck. the light flickered in red and
blue holiness. the mufflers

Comments

This is awesome

[chef_brockett]

Matt this is awesome. Kevin and I used to do this all the time, and it really ratcheted our writing to a crazy level. I miss it. The manual typewriter duals. The coffee. The laughs.

Re: This is awesome

[emmett_reiland]

Okay, so here's the deal: there was a typewriter inside and most of us were in the backyard warming by the fire. We decided we'd each take a stab at a paragraph or sentence or just some part of the whole. this is the first page of two (the second which I will post later). There wasn't any agreed schemantics, foundation, or characters that would let someone jump in from someone else's part. The rules were: no looking at what was written before. So any connection between parts is either brought by the reader's perspective, or somehow landed there.

I tried to indicate when the piece was picked up by someone new by capitalizing first sentence of the new writer.
So in response to dave's comment, "no". that little thing was written by someone else. I only got two hands, parts in here.