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An Interactive Experiment

Posted by S.M. Carrière on February 1, 2013 at 9:30 AM

Hi everyone!


So, I wanted to make this blog a little more interactive for you.  I've been wanting to do this for a while now, but I'm not sure I have enough members who regularly read and interact on my blog to make this work, so it's really just an experiement for now.


And the experiment is this:


I want to take you on an adventure.  A choose your own adventure.  I'm not sure yet how the story will end.  That, dear readers, is up to you.  


This is how it works:


I will write a story in which YOU decide what will happen.  You, after all, will be the one having this adventure.


I will write out the beginning of the story and leave you, dear readers, with a choice of actions you can take, objects to find or decisions to make.  Based on what gets the most votes in the comments, I will write out the next piece of action with the next decision the following Friday.  I would like to have one story finished by the end of the year, at which point I'll make it available free for everyone to download on Smashwords (if you feel you want to read it all again in one sitting).  Sounds like fun?


Of course, this won't work if no one votes, and it'll be more fun the more people vote, so share these posts around as much as possible, please!  I might as well start today.  So here it is:


Your Very Own Adventure


You awake feeling groggy on a broad plain, surrounded by tall, golden grasses.  Insects buzz and sing to one another in the hazy afternoon heat.  You're tired.  Your limbs feel like lead, and the muscles ache when you try to move.  Your mouth is dry - chalky, like you haven't had a drink in over a year.


Gazing up at the sun, you realise that you have no memory of your life before this moment. Lost memories loom like trees in the mist; obscured and obfuscated, never becoming clear.  The strong sun beats on your bare head.  It's hot.  Too hot.  You need to find shade.


Struggling against the weight of your own limbs, you stagger to your feet and look around.  Waist-high grass stretches as far as the eye can see.  It dances in your swimming vision.  Raising your hand to your head in an effort to relieve the pounding, you touch something wet.  You pull it away and look.


Blood.  How did that happen?  You can't remember.


Turning around you spy one lone tree.  Its stunted limbs have few leaves.  The shade it provides will be minimal.  Still, where a tree grows, there must be water.  Lurching forward, you make your unsteady way to the tree and collapse.


It is late afternoon when you wake up again.  Long shadows make the area cooler, if only a little.  Placing your hand against the smooth, white bark of the tree, you haul yourself upright.  Other than the angle of the sun, not much has changed.  It is still hot, the insects still buzz and you feel like you were in a fight with a raging  bull.


There is a small patch of green in the otherwise golden expanse of grass near the base of the tree.  Green flowering tufts of long grass sprout around a rock.  Curious and desperate, you lift the rock slightly.


Brown water glistens underneath as dark insects scurry from underneath the disturbed rock.  You never really liked bugs, but you can't care about that now.  You toss the rock aside and kneel.  Brushing the thin layer of film away from the top of the water, you cup the life-saving liquid in your hands and drink.


It tastes like dirt.


You drink your fill.  The pounding in your head eases slightly and your stomach settles a little.  Your mouth still feels chalky, but at least you're salivating again.  Deciding that preserving your water supply is important, you replace the rock and turn to climb the tree.  Scouting the terrain couldn't hurt now, could it?


Upon turning, you're stopped dead in your tracks.  You spy:


a) A dark-skinned woman leaning on a spear.


b) A dead horse, still saddled.


c) The ruined foundations of a small village.


Alrighty!  Cast your votes!


Categories: Writing and Publishing, Your Very Own Adventure Project

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16 Comments

Reply Julie Séguin
10:04 AM on February 1, 2013 
c) The ruined foundations of a small village.
Reply Zoe Tuinman
10:14 AM on February 1, 2013 
I vote A! :)
Reply mimidu
10:23 AM on February 1, 2013 
A dark-skinned woman leaning on a spear
Reply Karin Murray-Bergquist
10:38 AM on February 1, 2013 
C!
Reply S.M. Carrière
10:40 AM on February 1, 2013 
Karin Murray-Bergquist says...
C!

Bwah hah hah! Of course you'd pick 'c'! This makes me happy!
Reply Anna
10:08 PM on February 1, 2013 
Oooh owie my head hurts. My hands are shaking with the pain and it's hard to focus on the lump of something off a short distance away. The tall grass make it hard to focus on. I cautiously make my way a little closer. It's the only thing visible out there aside from a couple more trees off on the horizon. A few steps closer I make out a bloated belly but it take still more steps before I can identify the creature for sure. A horse, dead, very dead, but it can't be mine. I didn't come from this direction. But there was a saddle, and if there was a saddle, maybe there are some saddle bags.
Reply Phil
10:29 PM on February 1, 2013 
a) a dark skinned woman leaning on a spear
Reply Genevieve
1:49 AM on February 2, 2013 
Oooooo what fun Sonz!!!!!!! I can't wait to see where this goes! Now to decide...... 'a' lock it in!!! A dark-skinned woman leaning on a spear!!
Reply Debbie Maxwell Allen
6:14 PM on February 2, 2013 
Love this! I had my fourth grade class do one of these as a project. I vote for the village. : )
Reply Annie H.
1:13 PM on February 3, 2013 
A) You spy a dark-skinned woman leaning on a spear.
Reply Lina
2:41 PM on February 4, 2013 
b) A dead horse, still saddled.
Reply Rosa Christian
2:46 PM on February 4, 2013 
Cool idea! Ummmmm a)
Reply Kelsey
6:51 PM on February 4, 2013 
B
Reply Jazz
11:26 PM on February 4, 2013 
i'm choosing b, dammit. why is no one else?? there could be something useful concealed under the saddle!! come on people, think it through!!!
Reply Jaimey Grant
10:12 PM on February 5, 2013 
I'm voting for the dead horse. :)
Reply KuietKelticGirl
5:58 PM on February 7, 2013 
C - I want more of him/her trying to figure out before any body helps clue them in. :-)