The default setting in Q&As is "Recent". However, by clicking on "Popular", I came across this (the most popular thread ever on this forum, with 88 replies):
https://www.writersandartists.co.uk/question/view/192
It seems to have fizzled out some years ago, but I thought that I might revive the idea for a new generation of users on this forum.
NEW RULE: To prevent total hijacking, each entry may be a MAXIMUM of THREE (3) sentences!
Even when this thread disappears from the most recent page(s), please keep it in mind and return to it again and again. Let's see if we can write a novel-length work of beauty and originality! At least set a new record for thread length.
Obviously, styles will change. Genres may also do so. I will try my best to keep it from sliding into a Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter OR Twilight clone. (THAT's a gauntlet thrown down for some of you fanatics! This could be fun!)
p.s. If it's interesting, I'll ask others at La Gr@not@ if we can publish it. Prepare your CVs!!!
I'll begin:
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Aisha wiped the mud out of her eyes before plunging her head in the almost-freezing mountain stream.
"That Jon!" she muttered (filling her mouth with water, the rash girl), "He'll pay for this!"
Shaking her head caused myriad waterdrops to fly out from her long, red hair.
(to be continued...?)
“Perhaps we should mate her with one – or all – of the others and hope for better results from their progeny,” suggested one of the agents. “A long-term investment, no quick turnover, and we’ll have to convince the reading public that talent is hereditary, but we might be able to pull it off.”
“Well, we can forget that Carroll character as a stud,” gargled one of the others [the gargler], “as I understand that he only went for little girls.”
In a completely contrasting room upstairs, full of air, light and luxury (paid for by 15% on royalties), three slimy literary agents were discussing the question: “was Austen washed up as an author?” After all – aside from a minor work, Sanditon, published in 1925, Austen hadn’t published anything new in nearly 200 years… and she hadn’t WRITTEN anything new in over 200. The pieces she had so far contributed to that collective novel project on https://www.writersandartists.co.uk/question/view/2644 (intended by the agents to stir up interest in a to-be-forthcoming come-back) were quite bland and/or regurgitations of things that she had written 2 centuries earlier.
Meanwhile, we find Austen chained to a desk in a stark concrete room surrounded by gloomy company - zombie Ben Jonson whispering ' Miss Lovelyknickers, Mr Total B******', zombie Douglas Adams with his head pickling in scotch, zombie Lewis Carroll just being creepy. Clearly, something wasn't working here, whatever it was that was going on.