So sometime ago Zooey and I came up with an idea. Every three weeks one of the three of us would pick a topic. We would all do our own take on it, writing a short story (at least 1000 words), and sharing it with the other two.
And thus, Milkfingers was born. Zooey just liked the sound of Milkfingers, no special story.
We even started an LJ community for it.
Eventually, with school and such, it was extended from three weeks to a month and my third (and final) bestie, Imaan, was brought in as a beta. Imaan's the only one of us with a job (at the Royal Ontario Museum) and hence has no time to actually write.
But it's actually one of the few things we've followed through with and kept up.
This month's topic was from Nadia. She gave us these five pictures and our opening sentence. "It was the day my grandmother exploded."
And so, three seperate stories came to be. We agreed not to talk about our stories, but we can talk about progress. Zooey is done (but not happy with it), last I checked Nadia hadn't started (though I think she's written a paragraph now), and I am way over 1000 words, but have no idea where it will stop.
It's fun. I love it. I hope we never stop, even if I do become a famous author or Zooey becomes a poet or Nadia becomes an English Lit professor.
Due in 5 days.
I think I'll post mine later.
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