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...?)
[This is a public serrvice announcement:
a) This thread has now reached the 118 reply point, giving it a substantial lead as the most "popular" thread EVER on this forum.
b) THE saga is reaching for the 8,000 word mark.
c) The THIRD "shared work" has been uploaded a few minutes ago. Entitled "The Return Of Tol Kien - THE saga Part III"], it can be found at https://www.writersandartists.co.uk/profile/emilie-van-damm/work/57ec63aa38714073728b4569
d) Parts I and II have just been renamed.
e) It's 03:23 here in Germany and I'm off to bed.
Aisha, as ever, did not notice the new arrivals amongst the crowd as she watched zombie Ronald delve deeper until he stopped and reached up holding what looked like a short branch. 'Alae, henig, harma', he cried, 'an ngell nin leithio nin tuulo sina du'. Aisha grabbed the artefact eagerly, clearly not a trained archaeologist, and acknowledged her handyman with a sassy 'whatever, nerd'.
[Apologies to any middle-earth linguists if my translation is laughable.]
[One a too many: the brow of Coneybury Hill]