This was the least virulent strain thus far. I am not surprised. I have not been coughing and sneezing on a lot of people's blogs as of late, and have not really been feeling all that ill, to be honest.
I am very thankful to those who did come down with an infection, and remember them fondly here.
If you were infected and not been remembered, please let me know and I will correct it.
Thank you!
December 8
Splotchy
December 9
Cormac Brown
December 10
David Barber
MRMACRUM
Randal G
December 11
Michael J. Solender
Mike Wilkerson
December 12
CJT
crybbe666
Übermilf
December 13
Beach Bum
mdjb
December 16
Pipe Tobacco
December 18
mkooch
December 21
austere
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
I'll Be Documenting The Story Virus v5 Shortly, I Promise
Hi all,
I normally do a memorial for each story virus I do. I also like to traverse the various threads that spawn.
I have been kinda busy with the holidays, but I will follow up this week and stuff.
I LOVE YOU ALL AND WISH YOU THE POWER OF FLIGHT, SUPER STRENGTH, AND INVISIBILITY.
I normally do a memorial for each story virus I do. I also like to traverse the various threads that spawn.
I have been kinda busy with the holidays, but I will follow up this week and stuff.
I LOVE YOU ALL AND WISH YOU THE POWER OF FLIGHT, SUPER STRENGTH, AND INVISIBILITY.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Story Virus v5
So begins Story Virus, v5.
For those unfamiliar, here's a recap:
There always has to be a start of a story, so here it is.
***
The mall was crowded. There were happy people, angry people, people in a hurry, even a few people sleeping on benches. To the security guard, they were a blur of coats, hats and scarves. He was just beginning his second eight hour shift. He yawned, leaning against a pillar in the food court, the aftertaste of terrible mall cookies lingering on his tongue. His eyes abruptly snapped open with the loud sound of glass shattering behind him.
***
Please continue this story virus.
I tag:
Randal G
Tantra Flower
Matt Debenham
FranIAm
Amy Guth
Freida Bee
Cormac Brown
Becca
Dr MVM
Bubs
Vikkitikkitavi
Liberality
Some Guy
Doc
Snape
Chef Cthulhu
SamuraiFrog
Flannery Alden
Megan
Blue Gal
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.
There always has to be a start of a story, so here it is.
***
The mall was crowded. There were happy people, angry people, people in a hurry, even a few people sleeping on benches. To the security guard, they were a blur of coats, hats and scarves. He was just beginning his second eight hour shift. He yawned, leaning against a pillar in the food court, the aftertaste of terrible mall cookies lingering on his tongue. His eyes abruptly snapped open with the loud sound of glass shattering behind him.
***
Please continue this story virus.
I tag:
Randal G
Tantra Flower
Matt Debenham
FranIAm
Amy Guth
Freida Bee
Cormac Brown
Becca
Dr MVM
Bubs
Vikkitikkitavi
Liberality
Some Guy
Doc
Snape
Chef Cthulhu
SamuraiFrog
Flannery Alden
Megan
Blue Gal
Monday, December 7, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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